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Oct 2020
Water
Sometimes, it is the thing
That rolls down your throat
It cures your thirst
Sometimes, it is the thing
That rolls down your face
It thirsts for cure
No stopping the tears from flowing
#empty #lonely #depressed
Written by
Yana Kim
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