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Dec 2020
One time each time,
Thinking when is my time.
Each breath a crime,
It tastes like lime.
Can I stop this time?
Stop breathing by bedtime.
Nilia Loh
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Nilia Loh  18/F
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     ghost, R L, Glenn Currier and Nilia Loh
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