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Sep 2020
I remember my place,
the one you promised me

You were going to shower me with jewels and royalty. While I danced for you in that throne room.

My kingdom has gone dark, somehow you left me,

yet we are still the king and queen of a miraculous tragedy.
Jasmine Reid
Written by
Jasmine Reid  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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     Imran Islam, Jada and Jasmine Reid
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