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May 2017
i kept putting myself in places different than mine
curious, living it inside my mind

i imagined myself getting hit by a car
instantly becoming a shooting star
i imagined myself jumping off a cliff
where no one else could see
i imagined myself bleeding through deep cuts
at last pouring out my guts
i imagined myself getting shot
in peace with no overthoughts
i imagined myself being loved
as my self love evolves

the last one made me cry
'cause it was the farest of what was mine
i'm trying to turn what i'm feeling right now into words, it's hard. this is the closest i got
Hortência Granair
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Hortência Granair  26/F/Brazil
(26/F/Brazil)   
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