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Jul 2020
I'm shedding my last year
Cause it won't bring
Me anywhere
Not a joy in my life
Or money to make sure everything
Would be alright
Cause last night
I could have made water
Come out my eyes
But even if I tried,
Not a single drop would fill my pride
But,
Believe it or not
I haven't cried since
1990 not
Written by
Christiana Octave  16/F
(16/F)   
85
   Elizabeth Fruin
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