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Nov 2019
I never knew
How much it’d cost
To simply stay the same.

I never knew
How much it’d mean
If my savior ever came.

I never knew
.
.
.
I wish I did.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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   Eloisa
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