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Feb 2018
messy room, messy mind
beneath these pictures you will find
memories, vague but bright
they leave my eyes so full of light
they keep my eyes from losing sight
of the place I visit in my dreams at night
if I had wings I'd soar great heights
back to my home, an eager flight
but wish I may and wish I might
this cannot be, my dreams are blight
Samantha
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Samantha  18/F/Waiting for Freedom
(18/F/Waiting for Freedom)   
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