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Jun 2020
He was so near to me
Now, he's walking through the stars  
Leaving a big dreamer waiting for him
Walking, cycling, then flying  


Stop walking, I wanna be with you
Stop walking, distance is killing me  
I'm waiting for the end of your trip
Away from home -that is Me -
#love #feeling #nature
Saïda Boūzazy
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Saïda Boūzazy  27/F
(27/F)   
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   --- and JaxSpade
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