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Mar 14
the walls are transparent, yet so thick.
Let. me .
free.

I am muted,
and subdued.
Let me be
unruly.

I was red,
green,
yellow,
purple,
gold,
now I am grey

Let. me.
shine.
usagi
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usagi
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   Rainbwoah and Viswa Vajra
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