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May 2016
The tip of my tongue holds the words I fail to say
Scrambling under your judgemental gaze, I wanted to get away
But I decided to stay and speak my mind
To have my voice finally outlined
Enola Cabrera
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Enola Cabrera  16/F
(16/F)   
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