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Sep 2018
I have two problems
           one is missing
           missing is another
I don’t know which one is worse
But I know
           both hurts
Who could have saved me
But me
           Stop.
You could have saved me
           from drowning
But all you did
           was to turn a blind eye
In front of me was missed
           miss;
           you are missed
And within me
           was a mess
           a shattered belief
I knew that moment both needs a resolve
And I thought I was there
I thought I could
           save myself from missing
           and find what's missing
Sanch
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Sanch  20/M
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