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Apr 2018
The soul can               take much more
then one would               think it could
It’s hard to make        a canyon inside
a figment imagined           for all good
Somehow mine has       broken inside,
it's crumbled and               has cracked
My imagined                 muse has gone
Her home has                  been attacked
Written by
Kassandra  21/F
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