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Jan 2020
You go around knocking at people's door
but no one seems to know you
All you needed was someone to talk to
but in this world how you look matters
even though you have been here for a long time
to these people, you are not even worthy of a dime
These people won't even get to see your beautiful smile
That you give while you are watching the moon at night
During your final moments, fate brought me to your end,
And I'm glad that I got to know you before the heaven and stars called you back to where you belong
I thank god every day for taking you away from this shallow and empty world.
Written by
RM  20/M/Toronto
(20/M/Toronto)   
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