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Jul 2014
Yeah, without you,
Without you, without you,
minutes seems to be hours,
days are like years passed throughΒ Β my eyes.

Without you,
life is somewhere lost.
blue,green,pink are gone ,
just ash......

I caught it,tried to paint on it with vivid colours,
Oh, no, its just a piece of wooden floating across the sea
and now passing nearby me .

Without you,
Oh, without you.....
DIANA
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DIANA  INDIA
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