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Nov 2020
It hurts to look at the same person
In a different way
They used to be themselves
And they used to love themselves
And nothing got to them like it does now
Who would’ve thought they’d grow up
To be someone that devalues themselves
Someone who thinks low of themselves
Just because of others
I have writers block now, nothing interesting to write about
R L
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R L  17/F
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