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Aug 2016
In the early seconds of the morning
When the sun first hits my eyes
I feel innocent
I feel pure
I feel alive
I adjust my sight
Back to my reality of fright
It's not that bad but I always feel as if I have to fight.
Alexandra Marie
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Alexandra Marie  United States
(United States)   
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