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Amnesia

Standing beside the window,

Staring at the sweet meadow,

I don’t really realize where I’m

I only remember the sound of “BAM”

Then the car rammed into me

Me standing carefree

But I lived

My memory un-revived

Because amnesia is powerful

Powerful enough to hurt…

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A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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