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The wind rushes And the bells chime My hairs softly wave I know that my heart is brave But they call me weak and shattered Just because they were the people that mattered I lost my brave heart To the chaos of falling apart

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ARAYNA

16 / F / India

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ARAYNA

16 / F / India

Published: Jun 11, 2021
LinesWords: 844

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