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1d
As I sat there all alone
On my squeaky chair,
The sound of thunder
The sound of Waves
Water lapping my feet
In the midst of sea I sat,
Thinking was I already
          Dead ?
Written by
Hadiya Mahmood  16/F/Pakistan
(16/F/Pakistan)   
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