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One moment I dreamed Next time I die of it It all comes worst to love And till now I have nothing One moment I grieve Next time I'm kinetic As the clock turns old I look at my hands and found nothing
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
One Moment
One moment I dreamed Next time I die of it It all comes worst to love And till now I have nothing One moment I grieve Next time I'm kinetic As the clock turns old I look at my hands and found nothing
One day I woke up, from year 2011
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
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