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Apr 2019
im staring at a blank page
unable to write
so many words but
when i try to catch them
they dissolve in my hands
such a useless fight
the night seems to be endless but at the same time so short
i don't even know what i am waiting for
sleeping? what is that?
Written by
Jaemy  17/F/netherlands
(17/F/netherlands)   
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