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May 2021
black and brown never really matched
until yet, when our eyes first met
i will raise my glass and whisper;
to our first time,
to the night our bodies are push together,
and my lipstick is all over your neck
let's dream of,
to a night full of desire, screaming "I love you"
as we set the sheet on fire
take my hand and let's give up freedom
instead we can destroy each other
again and again and again
to the first, and hopefully last
ETTU
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ETTU  31/F/Bali
(31/F/Bali)   
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