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Apr 2020
Quarantine
Staring at the ceiling
became my daily routine
My hands keep doing things
on a whim
My mind is awake until the morning
What should I do to
save myself from drowning?
notsogoodwriter
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notsogoodwriter  22/F/Quezon City, Philippines
(22/F/Quezon City, Philippines)   
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