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Sep 2015
Odd
I’ve been here
I’ve been there
Still, I am searching
Searching for nowhere

I looked at them
Thinking, to whom should I go
With whom shall I be
Do I belong?

I adore this
I admire that
But things that I am fond
They never tried to hunt

Indifferent, that’s what I feel
Is it just me? Or absolutely?
All I know is..
I am not supposed to here
wrote this poem a year ago
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