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Aug 21
Maybe I could be an actress.
Then you might come and watch me.
If you would step on stage with me,
We could play -
Forget the script.

Forgetting the script that I would have written,
We may have no words to say.

It would be my dearest dream.
To have nothing to say with you.
This might have been written on the subway.
Amanda Sant'Anna
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Amanda Sant'Anna  19/F
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