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Mar 2020
Don’t you know I try so hard not to lose myself in the art I do?
or the words I write?
Trying not to lose myself to fiction and fantasy
Between the words that escape me
I found myself wandering in what feels like eternity
And I found what inspires me, in this hopeless place
Only you can make me feel this way
Only you can make me write about love and prosperity.
EBTI
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EBTI  Riyadh
(Riyadh)   
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