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Oct 22
Now you will no longer speak
Because your words are an endless field
Where the dead come to swim
The lifeless come to crawl
Those left don't even know their soul
Or their worth as lovers flee
The ghosts of the past aren't free
Luxury and lies have huge maintenance costs. But, truth and simplicity are self-maintain without any cost.
Words' Worth
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Words' Worth  22/M/New Delhi, India
(22/M/New Delhi, India)   
   Carlo C Gomez
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