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Oct 2017
It
There is no easy way to deal with it.
It really isn’t.
It catches you,
hold you on spot
and won’t let you
run
Well, there is no place to go, right?
It follows you
everywhere
It is
part
of
you
what is it for you?
tory
Written by
tory  19/F
(19/F)   
184
     Logan Robertson and SPT
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