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Nov 19
There are words of hate
into words of pain
building words of regret
through words in vain

my life our life
it just doesn't really matter
fake parts of the silk
fading moisture on milk
a gentle
dreadful
wind-whisper-ghost
Written by
Rafaldini  Brazil
(Brazil)   
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