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Jun 2018
I trudged on
Showing up with heavy eyes
Arms lifelessly swaying with my gait
Going through the motions

Then I got my fix
And like all of us creatures of habit
I formedΒ Β a routine around this upper
Making it necessary

Like morning tea
Or perhaps coffee is your hot beverage of choice
You invigorated me
And now I can face anything unabashed
Ines Rose
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Ines Rose  27/F/London
(27/F/London)   
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