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May 2020
I think some of us are still hopeless
by the end of it
They went through a rough patch &
got over it
but not all of us can
I think some of us are born
Knowing that our end
would be the result of our own hands
winter
Written by
winter  21/Non-binary
(21/Non-binary)   
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     --- and Dongdongi Ralte
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