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Jan 2019
You can either feel the coldness
of my words of ice
slipping through
these snow white pages
or feel my burning chest
melting the frozen stare
you're holding.
L Leonelli
Written by
L Leonelli  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Daniel eason and Dimitrios Sarris
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