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Dec 2018
I seek an independence  
It is what I must
My roots have yet to mature

Passion dwells inside my shell
Unlit in pity  
Surrounded by damp

My hands branch forwards in want
Fumbling in the cold  
A flame flickers in my dream
Written by
Kris
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