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Jan 2021
When your voice cracks and your pink lips quiver

I know you're in a basement that’s slowly filling up with water

I know the last song you'll sing

will bring us all to our knees

I know the last song I'll sing

Will fill up the basement to the brim
When he cries
Naomi
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Naomi  20/F
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