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Jul 2019
I wish my words would caress your soul
I want my heart to speak your language
I wish I could paint your mind sinfulΒ Β 
I want to put your brain onto a stage.

I try to yell mountains but you hear a hill
I try to paint waterfalls but you see streams
I yearn to dance the breeze yet you hear nill
I aim to preach worlds but its a distant dream.
Kayla
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Kayla  18/F
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