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Oct 2021
My face alternates
Lit by the rays
Then
Drowned in darkness

I pass drowsily by the fence
Of your childhood home
Nothing feels real
And neither do I
Now that you are gone
And never coming back

Oh my little aristocrat
Oh my bravest dove
Creatures like you
They are never supposed to die
Written by
Maggie  23/F
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