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I am a wounded soldier No one holds my hand No one calls for emergency Love A shot to the heart No bleeding No bullet hole in my shirt
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
wounded
I am a wounded soldier No one holds my hand No one calls for emergency Love A shot to the heart No bleeding No bullet hole in my shirt
BehzadRahimi
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34/M/Iran
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
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