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Jun 2019
We were never related by blood,
Yet you loved me like your own.
You were always there,
When everything was dark,
And you offered me a spark
Soon you’ll be gone.
And I dread the days to come.
Written by
Mimi  23/F/Sweden
(23/F/Sweden)   
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