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I never uttered a word when my heart was beatingSo loud that I heard nothing else.When your eyes rested on my face it was painful.I would burn red, le..
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A glitch in the system is free of society and labels.Joyfully do I consider myself this.For I am freeAnd purely crafted of human flesh.I am nothing wi..
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When one leaps into flight, life and death are the same thing.Letting go of the ground to fall and remember how to feel,Every bit of soul screams to h..
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Born of one father and separate mothers, we had shared many days of childhood.There were memories where the darkness didn't cover us,When we shone in ..
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I am a fleeting fragmentOf an image of my perceived world.I gather a breathe.When walking with a regulating flow,Life is movement itself.I don’t..
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I long to sleep hours of a dream.I long to wake up on a day of freedom.I want to live once in my life,before death - beyond birth.To wander to the sha..
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When that wind hit me on the coldest day,I stood in it, held my body against the flowing force.There was a new direction that even the wind could not ..
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This thing that reaches all over me,Sprouting from my head, rushing down my legs.Hair, oh why do you torment while embracing me?Tangling my body with ..
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I can feel the light approaching,Every step finds a new light in front;A lengthening shadow.In the core of my heartI am free of time.The wind can&rsqu..
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This is a poem from my current self to my past childhood self.
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