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Sep 2019
I carry my heart in a tight grip
With a melody, a symphony
That trembles out my lament
Of longing to be who I used to be
In hopes I change my path
To the one I am meant to be.
aih
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aih  21/F/in my head
(21/F/in my head)   
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