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Aug 2019
I look to the future
And there I see a picture
It might be all in my head
But there's only death
"The death of what?"
I always worry about what's going to happen in the future and always expect the worst to come of it. This poem is a bit exaggerated; "dread" can work instead of "death"
Crown Shyness
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Crown Shyness  19/F
(19/F)   
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   Bumble and Yenson
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