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Feb 2021
As the rain falls on my head,
making my hair stick to my face
in long wet strands,
I feel like the world is falling on me.
The constant pounding and unforgiving weather.
The grey stormy sky.
All of this was nothing compared to the darkness inside of me.
Théa
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Théa  13/F/nowhere and everywhere
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