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Loving you, JF...
Just like phillippe crossing the Twin Tower.
However, He was succeded.
I fall in the middle of it.
Why did you cheers me up that morning?
When nobody cares about it.
Or did I care because of you?
Aha, since I am the one who tell you,
I was wrong anyway.
Did you know Aladdin?
Did you know Princess Jasmine?
Shit, I forget.
Princess is real, but Genie is not.
Do you ever think to sees me deeper?
To see my face behind my mask.
To see my skin in my photograph.
To see my soul through my scars.
No, please don't. Don't give me hope.
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