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Jun 2017
He stood bare naked
under this unwanted attention.
He was vulnerable,
Left to be fed to the wolves.
Yet,
He smiled through it all
Whilst carrying a heavy heart
And sunken eyes.


《 e.i 》
How he must be breaking inside.
Little Azaleah
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Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
(21/F/BN)   
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