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Mar 2019
You pushed her so hard,
to fly as high as she could.
As high as the mountains,
as high as the stars.
You pushed her so hard,
though she can't,
till she fell and broke her wings.
Now, her broken wings
could never fly,
can't even reach the tree,
she always dreamt to be.
Marthea Flores
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Marthea Flores  20/F/Ph
(20/F/Ph)   
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