It’s a year of struggle comes to an end; looking back, I see pieces of me being left behind. The piles of dreams fill my emptiness; and I’m badly bloated.
My brain is too numbed to feel the freedom. I never know where to begin on.
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Skai Chan
It’s a year of struggle comes to an end; looking back, I see pieces of me being left behind. The piles of dreams fill my emptiness; and I’m badly bloated.
My brain is too numbed to feel the freedom. I never know where to begin on.
.