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Nov 2020
Here am i sitting,
wandering in ought,
dreaming of nothing,
scared of what future bought,
i wish to go further,
binded by nought,
myself my own limit,
lost in my thought.
Everon Young
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Everon Young  18/M/Davao
(18/M/Davao)   
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