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Rabat, Morocco
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I miss the way I used to laugh. I miss the days when the sky was blue. When the world was true. I miss when friends were actually friends. When tears were temporary. When getting up was beautiful. When nights were not sleepless. I miss how the sun used to shine. Clouds were all mine. I miss when my heart was happy. My smile wasn’t fake. Pain wasn’t near. My soul was awake. I miss my life. I miss something no one can see....I miss ME