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Jun 2022
expecting a boom -
but it was only a whisper.
expecting a spectacle -
but it only got dimmer.
expecting praise -
when only deserving of pity.
just when you couldn’t finish the race
was the distance travelled all a waste?
fell too short, a disgrace
when the expectation wasn’t my fate.
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Keertana Avadhanula  19/F/deep inside my head
(19/F/deep inside my head)   
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     Kayla Gallant and Healer
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