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May 2014
I exhaled the last breath,
And i felt like my soul was about to leave.

Because with every breath, the air becomes harder to inhale each time.
دema flutter
Written by
دema flutter  22/F
(22/F)   
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     Coolka, yasmine and Aysha Ahmed
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