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Jan 2020
nothing
right now,
iā€™d rather stare
into a black hole.
it could swallow
my anxiety away
and take me with it.
this place we call home
will soon be unbearable
to look at.
Written by
Fiona  20/F
(20/F)   
66
   Carlo C Gomez
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