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Apr 2018
I can't wake up to feel happy
let alone happy
these eyelids are heavier than the burdens
these shoulders aren't trained soldiers
I can't open my eyes to reality
barely read the newspaper
I'd rather dive into my dreamland
it's safer and soundly there
so I closed my eyes
wraped up with blanket

this is life, I thought.
just a feeling whenever i meet sunday
Safira Azizah
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Safira Azizah  22/F/unknown
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