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Feb 2020
Wake up.
Go to school.
Come home.
Do homework.
Do chores.
Read.
Sleep.
Wake.
School.
Home.
Sleep.
So tired
Of all this predictability.
Days
Blend into each other.
Every day is the same.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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