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Aug 2014
It's like for a brief moment i escape from the pains of This life.. In that moment I feel no pain or strife...

I dont even know where I go, or if I go at all, all I kno is sometimes to get there I must fall..

Some say to make it to paradise you must come up with the ultimate sacrifice.. But wat is it? And how do I caress it?

When I go to this strange place I begin to see, maybe exactly wat paradise means to me...

But after the brief moment is up, and I then wake up, the perfect picture of paradise I can no longer paint.. That strange place I only see when I Faint..
Tim Amaru
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Tim Amaru  Orlando
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