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Jan 2019
I am staring at this person
not knowing who she is.


I've known her before
but now the image is drained dry.


her eyes possessed.
her lips blurry.
her body empty.
her skin thin.


There's nothing more to this person.
This person is dead.
March, 2018
Written by
Lieke  16/F/Netherlands
(16/F/Netherlands)   
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     Lieke and Shiv Pratap Pal
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