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Jun 2018
legs held tight.
knees bent.
gate locked.
door opened.
lights hitting my leg.
lights passing through the gate,
shadows like bars.
wrapped my legs.
trapped inside.
even though the doors are opened.
Trapped within the comforts of my home.
I wander.
I try to act like i am free.
like i am outside, carefree.
legs bandaged with two hands.
i sit and wait.
for the next day to come.
maybe i was meant to be free.
outside.
even if it is uncomfortable.
or even unsafe.
the next day i look forward to.
for someone to open the door for me.
to talk care of the family for me...
then i could leave.
and live.
live the God-filled life i was meant to live.
forestfaith
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forestfaith  18/M/Singapore
(18/M/Singapore)   
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       ---, ryn, Lily, JL Smith and a M b 3 R
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