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Enzo Badia Feb 2011
You.
You have nothing to fear.
Nothing’s too far.
Everything’s near.
I was thrown away.
Banished to this cold place,
Suffocated by these past years.
Don’t you try and rescue me,
You won’t ever see my tears,
Since I’ve grown to love it here.
Written August 4th, 2008.

The beginning of my poetry.

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