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Mar 2022
Every now and then I remember
My willingness in the floor
The coldest shoulder,
The cruelest heartache.
A bittersweet reminder
That eventually,
life becomes way kinder
I can see now
Written by
Dianali  29/F
(29/F)   
422
   Khoisan
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