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Mar 2020
I dread my last day here
I always have
It used to bring me to tears
as a little girl, alone in my bed

But I also welcome it
to see an end
to the endless war in my mind
to face the uncomplicated silence

Far from this beautiful
yet ugly place
No longer imprisoned in a nightmare

Finally unshackled
free as a bird
no more pain
no more ugliness
only beautiful freedom
Written by
Nikki  27/F/Belgium
(27/F/Belgium)   
101
   Khoisan
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