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Jan 2018
It burdens me
the more I hold on to my innocence
an album of joy and cheer
devoid of concern and stress
Fool, immature, reckless
wild, untamed...destructive
names that would land
on my ears
Fiery gazes blazed upon me
yet, I let me be
Oka
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Oka  25/M/Melbourne
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