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Jul 2020
Painted my walls in bright white
"They are immaculate", they said
So clean and fresh
"I wish mine walls look like that", they said

I was happy, but only for a brief moment
Yes, my walls are all white and clean
But what's hiding underneath that white layer?
No one wonders, no one cares.
Written by
Blouth Minders  21/M/Croatia
(21/M/Croatia)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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