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Jun 2018
Happiness, we find from each other
Loneliness, we feel from one another.
But once we collide,
There's nothing we can hide.
We see the best of us.
We accept the worse of us.
We, once, call ourselves A Beautiful Disaster.
Written by
Ezekiel Encarnacion  17/M/Bacoor,Cavite
(17/M/Bacoor,Cavite)   
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     JL Smith, Fawn and Lizzie
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