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Friday, May 22, 2009
Sick and tired of paradise
Tomorrow I'm going back to Mara. Has been a while. I'm not excited. Not looking forward.
It used to be the opposite. It used to be paradise.
How did it stop to be a place to breathe and live?
When did I stop to love it?
Need to find a new paradise.
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casa da poesia
May 22, 2009 at 9:29 PM
"negema wangu binti"
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