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May 2016
I put a smile on my face
In attempt of hiding my mental race
Assuring people I will be fine
Feeding them with every false line
They expect me to let them in again
Figuring their tears in me were amend

I realized its time to start thinking about me
And leave my home under the level of the sea
Enola Cabrera
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Enola Cabrera  16/F
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