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Jul 2019
My healer,
the one who rubbed
ointment on my wounds,
calming and relieving the pain.
Who's presence was the epitome
of comfort and love.

Has now become the stealer,
of my happiness
and the exploiter,
of my kindness.
Sabila Siddiqui
Written by
Sabila Siddiqui  20/F
(20/F)   
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     Cm and Brandy
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