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Apr 2022
I wish someone could reach my hand
when I was still drowning
in the tears of darkness.
I'm scared,
afraid when I look at the depth of my own sorrow.
It's full of tragedy and trauma
that causes me anxieties.
Awaken at midnight as it haunts me.
I wish someone could hear me
crying for help
Nêijî
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Nêijî  22/F/Malaysiaa
(22/F/Malaysiaa)   
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