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May 2017
am I loved? that's the question.
Why would I be something I am not?
Why get my hopes up?
There is no point
Maybe I am
We do not know
sad depressed love depression
liv
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liv  16/F/new york
(16/F/new york)   
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   Enyo, Benji James and Guadalupe Meza
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