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Apr 2021
The sky is looking at us from a safe distance.

"Sorry, you have to face it", I'm telling to my mirror every morning.

If you think that you love me, I love your way of thinking.

Everything is strange, nothing is unusual.
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Kafka Joint
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       Heather, Hitherwine, Jay M, Maitsholo, Eva syed and 7 others
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