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Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

No,I won’t recover from your loss
People tell me I should not be sad
Everyone must carry their own Cross
So,I won’t recover from your loss
I will pay whatever it will cost
This is partly choice, to love the lost
From my grandad to my husband via my dad
No,I won’t recover from your loss
Oh,people let me sing that I am sad

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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation

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