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Nov 2019
Running out of chances,
between the ground to the sky limit.
Looking for changes,
peeking through the hole on the ceiling.
Praying for answers,
will there be one if I keep asking?
Holding on to ashes,
forgive me not for I have sinned.

nadia yahya
Written by
nadia yahya  28/F/Malaysia
     Lou Romano, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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