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Apr 2020
Face the world
With your head up high.
That’s who I used to be.
That girl was fun
That girl was kind
That girl used to be me.

I faced the world
With my head held high
Until I saw things
I didn’t want to see.
That little girl
Is long gone now
But I miss her
Because she used to be free.
Written by
Malia  17/F/Stuck in my home :p
(17/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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   Khoisan and DivineDao
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