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egen bild Årets antologi. Den besvärliga inspirerad av Elin wägner
it's hard when rain falls down a sunny Tuesday, and years comes back to wet your dreams with pain. I know that I did play and how I lost it and how all of my actions became insain. And my heart was a hole of empty liars, they grumbled my eyes so I couldn't see. That there could be hope on a ordinary Tuesday, Well they can't tell more lies no more to me. Forgiveness to one self is a mercy, a gift so hard to give upon yourself. But I see all my worth now so clearly,
if I can't love all that's me, how can someone else?
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