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Aug 2015
dark and silent
I fought to be awake

it has always been black
it will always be black

my house is big
my parents are beautiful
I think

I like to hide things
I’m lucky because I can’t
hear my mother scolding me



water is my salvation.
Christina Lau
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Christina Lau  NY
(NY)   
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