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Feb 2020
as time grows weary
so do my eyes
they droop as low as they must
to block the images of the world
it is so hard to take the pain
when you can't see who is there to help you
for you all alone must open your eyes
with prongs of hope
that are so few and far
Olivia Thompson
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Olivia Thompson  20/F
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