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when the world continued to move,
she was stuck in her life.
she wanted to move on,
but her body felt numb.
she wanted to live,
yet she felt like dying.
she was losing all her hopes,
yet she dint give up.
she was hurting badly,
yet she kept on fighting.
and now when she looks back,
all the pain is long gone,
and there's this smile on her...
Monday 22nd June 2020 10:48 am
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