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Feb 2020
It’s always loud.
Too loud.
The world is always whistling
Around.
The planet is spinning
On its axis
A wee bit to fast.
It’s always loud.
My mind is loud.
My friends are loud.
I just wish
Everyone will just
Quiet down
For a little while.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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       --- and Mrs Timetable
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