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Apr 2021
It always starts, we know
With that timid, first breath
Then some glow or some snow
And it always ends with good old death
Written by
labyrinth  53/M/Istanbul
(53/M/Istanbul)   
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       ---, ---, ---, ---, Imran Islam and 5 others
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