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There she goes again with her faded happiness. Thinking about something; a feeling, that she herself can't figure out. Is it really that hard? to be happy again, to be relaxed and to feel free? There she goes again with nothing but herself and her faded happiness.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
Herself, again.
There she goes again with her faded happiness. Thinking about something; a feeling, that she herself can't figure out. Is it really that hard? to be happy again, to be relaxed and to feel free? There she goes again with nothing but herself and her faded happiness.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
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