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Aug 2020
Scrolling back weeks
Thinking I’ll find
Some word that will
Remind me why I’m here
But no matter how far I scroll
They seem to be empty promises
Left behind
Written by
Fry  16/M
(16/M)   
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       Ayesha, atticus wilson and Khyati
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