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Nov 2017
That one day when I ran away,
Leaved this inhuman place,  
Was the time when I realised,
How unimportant I was.

Just like when caramel was missing,
Nobody misses it.
It was nice at first,  
But too sweet,  when time goes on.

-mel.
Written by
Mel
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