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Apr 2019
Rocks that shatters in the palm of your hands with no pressure done to it.

Sand pouring out of your hands leaving without saying goodbye.

Instead return standing, turning around and seeing a reflection of someone else.

You smiled and laughed knowing everythingโ€™s fine and that everythingโ€™s gonna work out okay.
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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