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Sep 2019
I am scared, I was scared.
Every time I fall asleep, I have to be prepared.
I never ask for all of it come my way,
But in my dreams, it’s like an empty dark highway.

I walked a path, realising that there’s nobody.
I turned around, I was alone and then things got hazy.
Everywhere around me, felt like it was going crazy.
nisha soliyha
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   Christine Ely
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