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Nov 2018
those eyes were red
spent the whole night bleeding
spent hours lying
in her well-structured bed
designed to be
her company
but not for long
because everything seems
to be superficial and fleeting
that even her bunk
will rot and leave her.
someday.
hamartia
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hamartia  18/F
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