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At the end of an Ink, I start...
At the end of the road, I walked...
At the end of the day, I realized.
At the end of everything I cried.
It's endless and was rough.
I couldn't even clear that lump...
It's always there...
Be gone.
Be lost.
Be the end...
M.K
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Updated on September 07, 2018
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