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Nov 2020
the sounds of the cars
in this big city
my ears tingling
a cup of coffee
as I write another review
time is slowly passing
my life is slowly fading
eyes are slowly shutting
and no one notices
why would they?
I'm just another person in the crowd
ghost
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ghost  16/F/im lost
(16/F/im lost)   
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     Eshwara Prasad and Martin Bond
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