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Aug 30
After high tide is low tide
After summer’s sun there’s winter’s snow
After being in love, especially with the fantasy,
There’s reality waiting for you to hate it.
Written by
Coffee with Cream  15/F/South Africa
(15/F/South Africa)   
   renée and Khoi
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