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May 25
there is a small planet in my belly
mysterious and silent
I wiped my tears and ignored it
then walk the crowd like a normal school girl

there are people who demand me something
that only God can give
their hidden shaming speeches
turned my held back tears into acid

there are little girls who survived war
below their very own roof
no child is created to carry such wound
so it was molded into small planets
Nala Alfira
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Nala Alfira  F/Indonesia
(F/Indonesia)   
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