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Jan 18
By the trees, I remember the street
I am bad at direction
In my life, directionless is all I've been
Going through the wrong turns
Coming back from the long cuts
Walking three miles for one
By the trees, I remember the street
All I wish to be there again.
Druzzayne Rika
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Druzzayne Rika  24/F/Living inside the poetry
(24/F/Living inside the poetry)   
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