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May 2020
Your tongue stained my lips for too long
They grew dry and cracked
Every time I smiled the skin split

I used different balms but nothing worked
Until I met the solution which I have yet to see
Underneath a blanket of worryβ€˜s pseudonym
Written by
Olivia Ventura  19/F
(19/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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