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Oct 2023
Why has my heart grown so cold
Now that I have a hand to hold
Yearned to love when I was alone
But all I craved was the unknown
I finally know, and I no longer know
What it is I want, and what it is I don’t
The only thing I'm certain of
is I feel nothing
                    anymore.
Veronica
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Veronica  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Aishu and Frances Raeburn
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