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Mar 18
Give me wings; I long to fly.
What can I trade for that free egress?
Give me wings to touch the sky
alight on feathers and free from stress.
Weighted down with earthly worries
cares and pains that hold me firm.
My negativity is a rat that scurries
through my heart like a rotten worm.
Written by
Lorrin  21/F
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