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Feb 2021
F-flippantly finding four friends of mine praying
I-in cages bound wrists floundered hopelessness
N-nevertheless, the day after was flaying
E-everything, it was changing, don’t worry, I’m fine.
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Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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