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Apr 16
And I cannot cry because they'd see my swollen eyes
They'd taste the salt in the air and hear my sobs through the night
So I'll wait for someone to ask if I'm alright
Want to tell the truth so bad but you taught so good to lie
Níla
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Níla  25/F
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