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Mar 2019
As I escape this
Tropical hell
To be with my family
And friends
Far in the east
I am reminded
Of the friends
I left
Just to be tortured
In this tropical hell
I weep as I swim to safety
It wasn’t a successful
Escape
For my friends are
Still suffering.
This “dead” girl will
Tell their story
And fight for them.
Tropical hell= Guantanamo bay.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
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