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Mar 2014
This time last year
flowers bloom
You forget simple things
like kissing the day
It’s enough now

..Deep love


   What if I believe opposites
This life is insensible
All my sins about you
It’s enough now
     Too much room

   Don’t invent me

I’m not seventeen

Like her
Ana Banana
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Ana Banana
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