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Mar 2022
I'm getting lost all over again.
Because I hurried up to gain,
I've been like a grain.
In my life, there's a lot of pain and
I found myself with no brain.
Because I was like, "uncertain"
To purchase an apple, but Pearmain
I lost everything.
Sometimes I think I will attain
something
I can hold as I lain.
I wish the chance would stain.
My life will be ingrained once more.
I sincerely regret it and will continue to do so.
When life gives me a second chance, I will sustain.
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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