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Nov 2018
It is a long way process
to see myself, to meet myself
where I left my destructive part

I can't step out of it
but I have to leave.

I don't even see you last night
on those vestiges where I reminded myself to come back,
we're on a same block
but on a different path.

This city and its people
left a sentiments and memories,
little cracks and a stowaway--
An element of surprise.
Danielle
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Danielle  23/F/Wonderland
(23/F/Wonderland)   
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     Pagan Paul, APoetisOnly and Jim Musics
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