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Jul 2018
You
Crystalline pearls
    Bleary vision
      The facade of strength brutally ripped off
         Money
         Genius
         Strength
          What does it all matter?
        All that’s left is me
      And despite it all
    despite the gaping hole in my chest
  My lips remain upturned
at the thought of you
Anya
Written by
Anya  F
(F)   
107
   Geanna and Khoisan
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