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3d
The girl I once knew, she wasn't there anymore.
I've lost myself in my pain, desperate inner pleadings.
Wanting help, but only getting help from the wrong people.
People who are, not good for my energy, me.

I see my twin infront of me, Alisha... Where are you?

Gone. I long for Independence, financial freedom. My eyes empty and dry.

I lost myself, in my desperation. My face cracked.
Save me
Kenji King
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Kenji King  30/F/South Africa
(30/F/South Africa)   
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