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Jan 2018
the foamy taste of reality hits my tongue
i breathe the fresh air,  however hesitant

we walk through the park
the wind whips our faces

we talk about something
and laugh

and i'm grateful
and i'm sad
and i'm angry
and i

feel
way
too
much

but
- for once -
it's real
Sarah Elaine
Written by
Sarah Elaine  24/F
(24/F)   
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     Alasiri T and Iska
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