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Jun 2020
Suddenly something passes by
In the mirror of her glassy eyes
And I see myself, bare of any disguise
I see the world, it's fire and ice.

Shaken to the very core
I rush for the exit door
But find that I
Have never been let inside.

Your very own
Outcast.
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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