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Feb 2018
and awaken,
the ill-lit underpinnings of a
world drained of all;
you've shown me
a dim haze
of life, a marching pall-bearer,
the passed: my soul.
anusha
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anusha  17/F
(17/F)   
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     evie marie, Rohan P and Simon Monahan
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