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Nov 2020
I was too young to consider
that I was turning old
Days disappeared and we slept
Nearly never
I found peace in the night
And loneliness wouldn't dare to touch me
I felt every emotion and I was
Far too comfortable
Until the day when the sun settled
Above the clouds
I could no longer see her
I forced myself to believe in something else
Never been so frightened by
Looking in the mirror
Written by
Sofie  22/F
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