KP 36 - 8 Mei 2019

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Nothing special when I open my eyes. What I see is only empty, there is no calm and quiet that I want. When I breathe, that's when I know if this life will decrease tomorrow. I enjoy nature that blends with me wherever and whenever, there is always

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