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Apr 2020
My brother takes me bowling.
I'm upset again, another
exam, or a breakup or some other
stupid ****.
But he goads me-
You're just scared you'll lose
I beat him 67 to 25.
I did win, he grins later.
You're smiling.
.
chichee
Written by
chichee  19/F/Sydney
(19/F/Sydney)   
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