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Apr 2020
Lying on the floor,
wondering why I've got this life.
My heart has been broken my so many,
but healed my none.
I've tried my best every time.
I've tried picking those pieces and handling them over to someone,
and that's where I always go wrong.
And I don't know if all of this is making me more strong or,
just makes me numb everyday.
Muskan Purohit
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Muskan Purohit  16/F
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