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Mar 2019
Me
There is a grief above #me , a grave inside _me
Where is the true _
me ?!
Inside the grave there is _me
A huge hollow Lives inside _
me
Broken, maybe  that's  the real __me
maybe we don't choose sadness. Yet, it chooses us
Saïda Boūzazy
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Saïda Boūzazy  27/F
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