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Mar 2021
I let myself drown in coffee,
My feelings trickle down my throat
Almost choking me.
Just like medicine,
I make a bitter face.
I claw at the sides of the cup,
Desperately trying to survive,
Until I realize,
I've already died.
Rita
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Rita  19/F
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   Bogdan Dragos and Eshwara Prasad
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