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Mar 2020
I cried for years
eventually losing
sight, losing purpose
And then you came
along
The glasses I neer knew
I needed
Suddenly everything had
a meaning
I had a purpose
You
Left
And I became color blind.
Nabeelah
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Nabeelah  17/F/In my room
(17/F/In my room)   
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