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Feb 2019
I was like a ball
In a game called baseball
Someone has thrown me
And has to hit me

Or I will not get hit
But the Catcher who promises to cath me
Let me slipped away


I'd rather get hit
Being chased and then thrown again
At least I can experience happiness
Than not to get hit

And experience your failure promise
#love
Written by
Chia F Lanojan  19/F
(19/F)   
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