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Jan 2020
you let me fly
too close
close to the sun
and I know its shine was nauseating
as I held on to my hope
but I knew my fate
was to
fall
          fall
                    fall

             fall

                        fall

                       and fall.
Now that I'm down here, will you catch me?
Murakami
Written by
Murakami  21/F/Vancouver, Canada
(21/F/Vancouver, Canada)   
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     ---, tree, Mohan Sardarshahari and ---
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