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Oct 2019
Long lines of clouds could be seen
under the dense blue where a so-called
  'space' is available who wish to explore a
new world where humans do not inhabit
the mind and take control of your body.

how freeing, not even a bird could compare
to aimlessly floating around next to the Stars,
glimmering in the dark abyss, which I compare
to my old planet filled with a dark sense of humor.

This foreboding taste of the lost little girl,
who is an alien among her own and
to the stars. But at least those welcome her
with bright grins and burns. Not a sugarcoated
tongue who forces its way down your throat.

                               for simply

                being          the        Weird

                                     one.
Jenna
Written by
Jenna  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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