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Nov 2018
we are born
to live,
not to die.

we walk
to explore,
not to please.

we sing
to express,
not to keep.

but,
during this
seemingly
endless Saturday,
she was dying,
she was pleasing,
she was keeping.

she had
anhedonia
Rhoni Marjonelle
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Rhoni Marjonelle  17/F/Naga City, Philippines
(17/F/Naga City, Philippines)   
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