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Dec 2018
Today I realized that
my only friend is the bottom of the bottle.
Sometimes
he takes the control when ı am not able to control.
Sometimes
he helps me to fly.
Sometimes
he helps me to feel something when I don't feel anything
And Sometimes
he helps me to feel nothing at all when I feel so much.
Written by
Esin
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   CursedIndigo and Shruti Dadhich
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