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Apr 2017
Too many frightening dreams
These lasered rays can't burn them
Shuffled routines, let it flow
Unseen texts, missed calls
Guess the temperature is up
Under the sheets, worried
Shivering body isn't letting my mind

What else to think, to dig up?
Should I stare at the excuses
Evaporating from my head?
Coz it won't ever rain relief
I'm failing every medications
Not every meditations
Searching for the apt one
Redemption - XI

Lost world with anxieties. If I ask for help, no one pretends to hear. All these excuses are just a waste of time.
Mane Omsy
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Mane Omsy  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
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   Kim and Elizabeth Squires
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