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The Debt comes first, When i live my life like a surf. Up and down, Rose blooms in black, Lose something who never come back. I read on your epitaph, It said "the beloved one". But i think it must be "the most loved." I just can't lift the weight I'm too tired. I need a little break. I hate to admit it. I was weak.
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
I hate you.
The Debt comes first, When i live my life like a surf. Up and down, Rose blooms in black, Lose something who never come back. I read on your epitaph, It said "the beloved one". But i think it must be "the most loved." I just can't lift the weight I'm too tired. I need a little break. I hate to admit it. I was weak.
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26/F/Jakarta
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
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