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May 2019
dancing on my own
out of comfort zone
two possible ways, but none is mine
I will ******* both and just feel fine

preserving The Gifts
friend to the thieves
existing on the edge of frame
ego flirting with the devil’s fame

I like what fear do
ca-сa-call me ******
edited '2020
low poetry
Written by
low poetry  27/M/Ukraine
(27/M/Ukraine)   
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     Bogdan Dragos, Fawn and Yann
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