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Aug 2017
you have been the keys to my shackles
and the guard at the gate

the wind in my sails
and the storm testing fate

you're the water in my lungs
but the flavour in my food

I must learn to accept you, since I am you
I am my fiercely fluctuating mood
Written by
Maggie  21/F/Switzerland
(21/F/Switzerland)   
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