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Mar 2016
I
Feel
Like
A lost soul
At times
Struggling
To be
Set Free...
Where
Is My destiny?
Someone
Out there, help me!
Tell me
Everything will be

Okay.
Set
MY Spirit Free!
Let me fly high into the night skies to
Be with
You.
Where ever you are  commune with  me.
Don't lift
That
Phone,
You
Don't know
My number, so  just
Let Me slumber.
Wake me!
When
You are ready to set me Free.

I cry.

But ,
I will
Wipe my tears and
Carry on.
Tom Blake
Written by
Tom Blake  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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