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1d
I remember it all too well
It breaks my fragile heart and I dwell
Not because of sadness but something evil
I must do something about this, I shall ****
Not the person above me in my memory
But the one who poisoned my blood with ivy
slowly losing your talent to the things you're great at is the worst experience ever
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chen  15/F
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