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Jan 2019
It slides down my cheek,
The tear,
That single tear,

My eyes starts pouring,
Water,
Salty, Water

It hits my mouth,
I can taste it,
The salty water.
- Freja Jep
Freja Jep
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Freja Jep  16/F/Esbjerg, Denmark
(16/F/Esbjerg, Denmark)   
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