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May 2022
I wear a costume
to hide this face,
to find my lost room,
with my own steady pace.

It gives me the strength
It gives me the time,
to measure my length,
to make my light lime.

I don’t need to answer
to flatter the rest,
I can walk towards my path blurred,
and find my Everest.
Written by
Anvi  19/F
(19/F)   
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