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Apr 2014
What if
                 you spend your whole life
                                                            ­       in the dark, waiting for the traffic

lights to start

and when it finally does go green
                                                           ­ you stair at it helplessly
and whisper

''God, help me''
Wanting happiness is one thing, finally getting it is another
Rl
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Rl  21/F/London
(21/F/London)   
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