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Mar 2022
My pen becomes dry  
My heart is empty
my feelings are cold
clouds are everywhere  
Rain is in my heart  
lays down
My eyes are open, I can't see  
Pain is there, I can't feel
Empty  
Empty
That is all
Saïda Boūzazy
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Saïda Boūzazy  27/F
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