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Nov 2014
Abandon all hope
Abandon ship
Even though our stack is full
The winds are fast
And the waters are still

This course is going nowhere
But to pain
Straight into ruin

So we stop chasing the elusive moon
And dedicate to drown ourselves
In the frosty waters
Of her negative.
Slowly coming back
From my sweet slumber
Hurt, more than ever
But gradually
Feeling better
pencaricahaya
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pencaricahaya  31/Chaos
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