I lost within me in my bush
Within my vicinity I lost me
Crime for all or for them
It is not
But for me in my inner free echoes often I lost within me
I feel I am no more in me
I am running without purpose in these geeks of life
Giggling me on my own lost of life
I lost me in this Worldly life
Where I am
What I am
Who I am
I lost my nudity of my own life in these mass of mask!
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