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Sep 17
The inept waves of loneliness felt
are but a sign we are human;

Weaving shattered pieces of misery together
in hopes of being perceived
as complete again;

Apprehension clouding the mortal ideas
we call emotions.
we're all alone at some point, are we not?
Ayesha Zaki
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Ayesha Zaki  14/F/far away <3
(14/F/far away <3)   
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