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Nov 2019
I can’t scream
I can’t move
I can’t breathe
they air leaves my lungs
but I don’t care
tears well
but do not run
they are still, like me
perhaps only they know
how fragile this moment is
Written by
Julianna  14/F/NY
(14/F/NY)   
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