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May 21
I'm yet to feel my age,
All I feel is burning rage
with inflation comes reducing wage
As I figure through all my problems,
there is no permanent solution
but with every fix
there is a new mountain ready
To envelope me.
Written by
Nylee  27/F/in a body and mind.
(27/F/in a body and mind.)   
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