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May 2018
The rain dance on my skin,
Just like impenetrable bullets,
A glimpse of beauty in lavender,
I am healed as I see it.

Soulless temple,
The serene grey sky,
I wrote an apology letter to myself,
I wore the black attire for my funeral,
To be healed,
To heal,
the restless soul.
inspired from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJ9nmbN5rd4
hxrvld
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hxrvld  21/M/Sarawak, Malaysia
(21/M/Sarawak, Malaysia)   
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