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May 2018
There is a circle
around my feet
that you never break.

Even when you
hug me
you are so far away
from that border.

But it's not only you
That circle is
always with me

no one can get close
to my heart.

No one will ever understand.

dark pits in which
I sleep

sunny forests
where I run.
Written by
Sarah Swan
274
         A Simillacrum and Matthew Mckeown
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