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Jan 2020
Faint silhouette
Static back on a background
Actual safety
Came with your embrace
Then
You fled the complex
Too caught up
In what your movement manifested
Not what my soul thought...
Of your existence
Crucial
Critical to humanity
...
I wish that was what I thought of first...
Instead
I thought of how you affect me
Feral animal
Who else will comfort my flesh?
Trapped in shackles.
Written by
Chandy  22/M/U.S
(22/M/U.S)   
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