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Apr 2020
This does not seem right.
Because,
this definitely does not feel right.
I do not feel right.

As if
I am a puzzle piece
forced into the wrong puzzle hole.
Losing its edges.
Sacrificing its shape.
Suppressing its whole.

I can't seem to master the control.
**** this ****.
Siren
Written by
Siren  24/Amsterdam
(24/Amsterdam)   
160
   Bogdan Dragos
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