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Jun 2019
The clamor is way too heavy
I need to elope to my quiet place
Where everything is constant and serene
I’d lie to myself until
My world starts to spin
And I’m forced to face
My absolute reality
Samantha
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Samantha  30/F/Trinidad
(30/F/Trinidad)   
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