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Jan 2020
I don’t think you realize
The direness of this.
Do you realize what you’ve done?
I am a person,
Not paper.
But you ripped me to shreds anyway.
Written by
Malia  17/F/Stuck in my home :p
(17/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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       ---, Thomas Wood and Carlo C Gomez
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