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Mar 2019
At a standstill
Why can’t I move
Looking for goodwill
But there’s only truth

Too shy
Too headstrong
As life passed by
I was wrong

Why couldn’t I see
I missed my chance
Only room to disagree
My firm stance

Too late to join
Should’ve started young
Now there’s no point
I won’t belong
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February  24/F
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   Steven
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