Saturday, November 21, 2015
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Everything is dead behind my happy smile...
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Under wich stone do I hide? There, it's easier, inside there it's more comfortable, from there I don't need to leave. I jus...
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My Room... Do you feel the wind blowing in thoughts and thoughts squeezing poems and poems smashing thoughts... This is my room ! ... Please...
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