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Jun 2020
I have a tendency of ruining
everything with my touch,
so the next time you see in my asylum,
Iā€™m not seeking solace in solitude,
Iā€™m the guarding the very sanctity.
Written by
Maryam Aftab
16
   Eli and Savio Fonseca
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