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Apr 2019
Sadness.
Hollow; emptiness.
So much sorrow and bitterness.

The floodgates are open.
The tears are falling.
So much that your eyes are hurting.
So much, you feel some drops on your feet.

But this isn't the end of the journey.
Your story is still being written.
There are many chapters left to fill.
May the pages to come, bring a smile to your lips.
Fọlábòmí Àmọó
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Fọlábòmí Àmọó  24/M
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   Ameilia Lewis, Fawn and Godawan
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