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May 2019
this is all that i am
falling
rising
a fluctuating being

strange to even say
that i have been waiting
and i waited -

but why must I hide
all that i feel
all that i am?

for i know
nothing’s changing
except me
longing
sinking
a fluctuating being
Annie
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Annie  22/F/Pakistan
(22/F/Pakistan)   
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     Colm, Muhammad Usama and Hamed M Dehongi
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