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Jun 2021
The wind rushes
And the bells chime
My hairs softly wave
I know that my heart is brave
But they call me weak and shattered
Just because they were the people that mattered
I lost my brave heart
To the chaos of falling apart
ARAYNA
Written by
ARAYNA  16/F/India
(16/F/India)   
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     Zoi Ardens, SCHEDAR and Benzene
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