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Feb 2019
I wake up every day,
Sunken into a miserable life
I weep over my sorrowful fate
Light shines upon me,
But instead of hope,
I live life like I'm a bare shadow
Living so pointlessly
I can't be sure if I'm me anymore
I was born sadistic in this world
But the world is slightly sadistic than me
Richard Frank
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Richard Frank  18/M/Submarine
(18/M/Submarine)   
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