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Aug 2018
Why do I feel like an empty glass waiting to be filled? And instead of being filled I ended up being broken..Today is my day but why do I feel upset, tired and hopeless? They don’t know, nobody knows what I feel every day...I smile, yes I do, but dig deeper in me you will see how sadness ruled
over me..
Glenda Lee
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Glenda Lee  Philippines
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