no one can listen my voices. Me too
no one can taste what i feel. Me too
no one can know what was i touch. Me too
no one can definied d smell that i breath. Me too
nope. I m not blind. I can talk. I can feel that fire is hot. I know that sugar was sweet. N i like ur parfume.
Its not about thats all.
_Its bout my.mind_
[surabaya, 160308]
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