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Feb 2021
I have,
Since the light touched my eyes
Since the voices entered my soul,
I have known
That the hill is where I was made to stand
Why the Night, to me, extends her hand
That the ocean still should be my home
That I was meant
To be alone
Written by
Rachel Rae  25/F
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