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May 2022
I lived peacefully and quietly
amongst the cool shade of banana trees.
I would glide gracefully through old, dark corridors with squeaky, wooden floors
with dark and dreamy purple walls and spaces filled with echoes.

An ancient iron gate swings back and forth, signaling spontaneous visits from smiling friends.
Ellie Phant
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Ellie Phant  32/F
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