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Apr 2019
I can hear you
Chip chip chipping away at your cage.
I helped you
Then got stuck in your place.
How does the freedom I once had taste?
Do you even remember the way these walls closed in on you?
Or do you not care cause now that you’re free it’s not your problem?
Well aren’t you just sooo sweet...
Written by
Viktoria  25/F
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