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Jan 2021
An amazed, why I can't
see the rays of the sun
in the morning on a chair
while I am sitting...
When the breakfast on the
table is ready...
I can't see and hear no one
but a sound which remind
myself about yesterday
where my heart is *******
and blindfolded by
someone's feeling
Safana
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Safana  27/M
(27/M)   
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   Khoisan
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