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Jul 2019
I’m an empty vessel
Sitting in a chair
Staring at the wall
Waiting for something.
What you may ask?
Anything...
As I sit and wait, I collect dust.
Like a snow globe on a shelf.
Left there to be forgotten
Written by
Sophia  22/F/Texas
(22/F/Texas)   
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     Tyro, nishta and Khoisan
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