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Nov 2017
There are other worlds, they whispered
One hands me a cage, I'm his bird
I left myself in there to die
An eagle without wings can't fly
Think of new worlds within these walls
But never leave to see them all
Never know the way they did fall
Just eat your seeds, my tired dear
Another song from when I started getting back into poetry. For a little more info, read the note under Moanin'.
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Oculi  23/F
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   Demonatachick
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