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Nov 2018
Found myself sweating in the darkness of my room.
Got up and it was only me in this so- called 'home'.
There was a book I've read that defined home as a place where you can find happiness and where your love ones at.
I thought it was true, but I forgot that it was just in a book after all.
You do acknowledge what a writer can do, right?
There's a saying that can relate to this poem in someways;
"If a writer falls in love with you, you're not gonna die"
Nêijî
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Nêijî  22/F/Malaysiaa
(22/F/Malaysiaa)   
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