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Feb 2020
Bitter sweet air fills my lungs with dignity and doubt all at once.
And although my head knows what needs to be done, the voice inside can no longer be contained.
It screams for a way out.
Natasha Pietrobuono
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Natasha Pietrobuono  21/F/Australia
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