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Dec 2020
i live in the prison,
of the fear of being judged.
It's like hell,
but even worse.
Every day, i spend being somebody i'm not,
even when i'm tired of it.
I'm an inmate in my own mind,
and i just can't get out.
R L
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R L  17/F
(17/F)   
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