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Apr 2018
Remembering places unseen
hidden deep within the walls
of my own subconscious dreams.
Is this heaven on earth?
Or just a false mirage of reality?
I’m drinking from the oasis
as my mind begins to scream
go back through the looking glass
nothing is as it seems.
Hannah
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Hannah  22/F/Nomad
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