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Jul 2013
Fly, Fly free balloon…

My romance has just bloomed,

I’ll grab you with my hand

As if you were a piece of land.



Now you are locked

On my precious park

To remember the sweet

Times, that were never once dark…
Alice Lost
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Alice Lost
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