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Oct 2014
Tired now,
Though it's not yet evening,
I might have to sleep,
Even if it means leaving.

I
Can't
Carry
On
Resisting

I
Can
Feel
It
Persisting

G­oodbye friends
I hope you're still here when I return
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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