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Jan 2019
Could roses cover the night skies,
in search of new beginnings?
But all are found is lost followers,
mending their time with imaginary tales.
Toe-to-toe against the wall,
the waves come crashing down.
Breeze takes in light,
catching a glimpse of the stars above,
but something just doesn’t feel right.
Quick lil poem to remind you guys I still exist :)
Written by
C  21/F/InMyOwnMind
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