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Sep 2021
BLACK SCHOOL SHOES

shiny or with dirt
black school shoes on that young corpse
Travels in hoarse
School was her happy. By her happy place that’s where the bullets screamed. Hopefully she’ll carry good memories of her happy place to heaven
Coffee with Cream
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Coffee with Cream  16/F/South Africa
(16/F/South Africa)   
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