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Apr 3
there i was
sit alone
people walk and passed by

some of them are carrying serious ill
some of them are crying,
lost someone they loved

never know
what people carrying
on their shoulder

but in this place
we all knew
we carrying
similar problem
Written by
Lyn  21/F
   amanda cooper
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