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Aug 21
Maybe;

Deep to deep the thoughts grabs in within my mind my head grows so wax strong and heavy.

What should I do? Everything is pointing to the same directions like steer vehicle arming at it dispositions.

My attention is occupy fill with bravery, I'm holding fast till the end comes maybe I will or will not,

How do I handle this hurdle of fluncting cause it may change at the very esteem ends my hailler igniting the focusing I shall miss you.
#Hope # Reality
Felix
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Felix  36/M/Nigeria
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