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Jan 2021
Any feels less of themselves,
staring at broken walls
Desperate screaming for help.

Walls never reply,
they hold secrets
If the walls were talking,
they'd have a lot to say.

Behind every crack,
is hidden hurts inside a black hole.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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