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Jun 26
I envy those
With a constant smile.
What life have you lived
To morph a concrete face?
And how do I get there
From here?
Perhaps I need to stop
Staring at the skyβ€”At the birdsβ€”
As if one day
My bones will go hollow
And I’ll fly all the way
To forever.
β€” maybe I should just work harder
Beautiful people walk light on the earth and I find my feet sinking deep
Strung
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Strung
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   BR Dragos
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