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Nov 2018
a sixteen year
old me went
on a search
one day.

maybe she was
broken. maybe she
wanted to prove
that it

exists.

she never did
find what she
was looking for.

all she felt
was temporary bouts
of feelings from
people.

satisfaction
sadness
anger
loss

a twenty year
old me still
holds on to
that search.
Ann
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Ann  25/F/singapore
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