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Oct 2017
I lost count of the sacrifices made,
In the grave of broken dreams, I have laid.
I look up and see them laughing,
They know how it ends, a life with no meaning.
Written by
Maria Christina Lobo  26/F
(26/F)   
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   Mary Frances
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