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Jan 2022
Move away
I want to hear my own sound
Rejoice
Over what is lost and found
By the way
I think I missed your phone call

Memories
Lost touch with reality
Some day
One with a cloud of eternity
Time left
As it was written on the wall
Don't read too far into it
Written by
Cognitive Conflict  29/M/France
(29/M/France)   
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     Cognitive Conflict and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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