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Apr 2018
On my lips are the unsung words
They wish to trip from my tongue
To fly like birds

In my mind rest the dreams of tomorrow
They wish to escape from their prison
To mitigate my sorrow

In my heart lie the unshared breaths
They wish to leap from my soul
To swirl and never rest

In my eyes live the hopes and prayers
They wish to set my being ablaze
To leave out all my cares

In my hands sit the possibilities
They wish to be fulfilled
To reach beyond willingly

Inside of me there’s quite a lot
Everything builds up
But it’s really all I’ve got
Written by
Olivia  23/F
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       Jon York, Olivia and ---
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