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Mar 2019
I have built a prison of ideas for myself
caring                                                 about
the things other people think about me
letting                                               myself
be led into situations I do not agree with
worrying                                             about
things I do not have the power to change
and I                                                  wonder
when will I                                   set myself
free?
Written by
Ciel Noir
117
     B, --AW--, Jolan Lade and Ava
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