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Mar 2014
I care about people more than i care about myself
yet people still treat me like an antique book and put me on a shelf
And there i sit for days, maybe even years
until your all alone and you need somebody else
and there i will sit, where you last put me down
loyal and waiting to hear how the world let you down
My name is Sophia
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   Fatima Zahid
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