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Apr 2015
My shadow crosses the polished floor,
true identity unknown.
Heart creeping through the world unclaimed,
searching for a home.

Not a person in sight,
they all left me.
No hope remains,
I long for a new beginning.

Who would dare enter my life,
I'm waiting to be found.
Della Sun
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Della Sun  19/F/Florida
(19/F/Florida)   
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