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Dec 2019
If I began to write my life story
The pages would be meters long
The book would be miles thick
The words would be tiny and barely legible
And it would always be unfinished.
I just realized I said meters, and then I said miles. Well, why not. Let’s be half American, and half the rest of the world.
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Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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