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Minggu, 08 Juli 2012

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SMOKING

                                                                                                                 So Peaceful 

                                                                                                            It was

                                                                                                                        Just Felt

They 

                                                                                                                        Dark night 
     
                                                                                                            In the 
      
It’s going to be      I feel lost in a daydream and I can’t say anything   looks   Sitting 
   
The First Time      I just stand, Look around like rocks in the river like

Always stand,      never move into   other places they want    everybody

               

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