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Apr 2020
This silent is mine
I’m feeling alive in this empty space
Without us, without your stories
Our cycles, *****
Sorrow, regret and solitude are endowed for you
But you can't abolish all the memories
the heart too damaged
the sight too blurry
Don't try to disturb anymore
I just want to live in my own chamber
NURUL AMALIA
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NURUL AMALIA  23/F/Indonesia
(23/F/Indonesia)   
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