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Jun 2020
We sit in a room with nothing
but the scorching fire burning my skin,
and a cigarette pressed against my lips.
Yet, you are the thing
that causes the most harm.
Written by
Amelia  21/F/UK
     Imran Islam, Aynjul, izzn and M-E
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