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Sep 2020
I told him,
sometimes you look at me like you hate me.
Maybe I do
He said.
Not taking a moment to breath in between his thoughts.
Sometimes you look at yourself like that too
He said.
Maybe I do
I said.
Maybe I do.
Tabbitha Erceg
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Tabbitha Erceg  21/F
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