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Dec 2022
"I am above the sun," I thought.
I am below the ocean, indeed.
I am floating up and down.
I am swimming between allΒ Β 
When will the sun be awake?
When will the moon sleep?
When will the earth turn ashen?
When will the breath be extinguished?
When will love die?
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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   Ken Pepiton
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