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2d
I was confused when you said
I always made up problems
I couldn’t understand you didn’t see
the only thing I was struggling with
was you leaving me in uncertainty
I needed truth
and all I got was blame for asking.

L.C.
Written by
Laura Claes  29/F/Belgium
(29/F/Belgium)   
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