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Dec 2022
people looks down at the ground
I lookΒ Β like a clown being around
They say look in the mirror
But i can't because i can't read backwards
I want to go forwards
Who am I?
You all say I'm different
I try to see what you meant
Some people just go a far way to lie
Me I'm just a mile away From the truth
Who am
I'm the girl who was different
Then the others
RLC
Written by
Rebekah Crews  21/F
(21/F)   
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