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Aug 2018
i always said
i'd die young
i wouldn’t make it
past 40
was that my depression talking
even at age 12
i had that feeling
running through my veins
it just didn’t have a name yet
it's starting
to make sense
now
Written by
Kora Sani
318
     Aliyana, --- and Cheryl
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