Lost
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Last published Thu, Oct 13, 2016
I am here in this world alone and standing, sometimes I feel like I was fading.
Therefore, I am now a ghost, and all of my memories was lost.
I did my best to remember everything, but my efforts seems useless and nothing.
I'm still living, but I am dead. And I know my days here, will soon to end.
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