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Mar 2014
lost in a moment
cars passing by
pitch black windows
the people cry

time goes on
but we’ve got to be strong
till whenever ends
whenever takes long

people call me weird
people call me great
if you’re born with a face
you don’t get to know me

the inside
for you such a haze
Nienke
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Nienke  29/F/Netherlands
(29/F/Netherlands)   
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