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The summer before my freshman year, 2 things happened: I met the first guy I ever truly fell in love with, and I started writing …
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zimbabwe    #All we have at the end of the day is our pen and paper plus hope for those of us who haven't stopped believing in …
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Malaysia    I hope these poems don't define who I am because I keep writing, but the relief never comes. Twitter/Insta: @tanniahasran
Malaysia    I love how you whispered my name and caress my back ; far

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