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Mylène C Dec 2016
It's all blurry on my mind,

As if a fog shroud all my thoughts.
I would like to get out of here,
where the obscurity takes place,
But I can't move in the darkness.
I'd need light to show me the path,
To go through this misty place.

       I'm alone in here.

— The End —