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Feb 2013
Million thorns piercing through my skin,
Pain and hatred that's never been seen.
Every tear a thin sharp blade,
Ripping apart hopes and dreams.
Sounds of laughter turning into ashes,
Faith's unchained, lost in the wilderness.
Fears the prey hiding in our own shadows,
Waiting for my soul to crack and fracture.
Kzéia Cheshire Estérel
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Kzéia Cheshire Estérel  26/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
(26/Two-Spirit/Lalaland)   
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