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May 2020
i get obsessed
with the way my feet look in the reflection-
swing them back and forth
as i lie on my bed
like a high school girl from a
90s sitcom
there is bright light and a
colourful blanket but then
tell me;
why am i so sad
Written by
sansksksksk  16/F
(16/F)   
85
     Charlotte T and Carlo C Gomez
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