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Things don't come easily like we expected to be because we don't simply take it as easy as ABC Things exist in a blink of eyes cold like an ice shrink until it lost in disguise It happens to be so nice just in time I realize I cry When it doesn't last and gone fast like dust.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
Thing like me
Things don't come easily like we expected to be because we don't simply take it as easy as ABC Things exist in a blink of eyes cold like an ice shrink until it lost in disguise It happens to be so nice just in time I realize I cry When it doesn't last and gone fast like dust.
emisahida
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
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