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Aug 2017
Let’s waste our youth on these mindless games
On these pixelated screens
Warped from reality
All. Of. Us.
Let’s pretend our world doesn’t exist
And when it burns to the ground
We’ll be left standing in the ashes wondering what went wrong
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Avaleen  17/F
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   Marshall Messi
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