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Jan 2020
I wish you didn’t love me.
I wish I could scream until you understood every little thought that roamed my head.
I wish it were easier to let you in.
You think you know me, yet I feel we are still strangers.
Elizabeth Christian
Written by
Elizabeth Christian  15/F
     abbey and Prerna Singh
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