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Mar 2020
I've carried a boulder,
It's weighed me down.
I've got bruises on my shoulders,
And blood on my crown.

My hands are cut and shaking,
My knees trembling with fear.
I feel my body breaking,
And I sneak a single tear.
Isabella
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Isabella  18/F/USA
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