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Dec 2019
I'm tired, constantly,
physically, mentally,
in all regards, a blob
of exhaustion repeating
day after day the same
words, moving the
same way, lacking
the common thrill of living,
'I'm tired' we say, and fail
to notice the vast sea left
undiscovered.
Anaïs
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Anaïs  19/F
(19/F)   
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         Naceur Ben Mesbah, ---, Lamar Cole, Bogdan Dragos and Traveler
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