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Jan 2018
A gloomy day
No sun! no ray!
I've lost my way
What to do?
What to say?
Whom to speak?
Cause I ran away
Here in the forest
The tall trees sway
I wish not to return
I wish to stay away
Away from home
All alone
Among these trees
I wish to be free
From the people
From the filthy minds
From everyone
That's not my kind
I wish to find freedom
In this enchanting forest
Which is now,
My kingdom.

©sim
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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