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The door open like a wound that shows me crying in my room don't enter, it's grieve in bloom naked and weak i present me to you as human as i can be
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
The door open
The door open like a wound that shows me crying in my room don't enter, it's grieve in bloom naked and weak i present me to you as human as i can be
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
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