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Dec 2018
I’m nothing you see
people always take
all they want from me
to spread across the dead sea
and leave me empty...
I try to just be
but I cry so much
and I sell my tears for free.
They’re all lost in that
Dead Sea
I’ve tried to get them back
but have realized
that sea, just might be
the place for me
Written by
Constantia  20/F
     ---, ---, Fawn, Sly and Perry
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