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Sometimes In Silence I'm Being Paranoia

Sometimes, I dream of lying on the bed Being silent, falling asleep, Waking up and not talking to anyone. I lie down and keep silent I think about what is happening Every day in my country, In my friends' country and in the world. Then, I want to screw up and down Finally, flower gardens save and help For the first time in my life, I saw a large group of hibiscus to roses It's awesome. It's magical. It's miracle.

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