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Oct 2017
better than never
my every day ever

the smile I wear
one of despair
with the morning sun
going out to feel the burn
the usual runs

the day brings
many stings
head low
knee above
hands over head
and a fall on the bed
Druzzayne Rika
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Druzzayne Rika  24/F/Living inside the poetry
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