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May 2020
FLY
In a dark world,
where the light comes from only
within me,
and none elsewhere.
I limp with swollen feet
and tired eyes.
Tired of the betrayal,
tired of the failure,
tired of the hate.
Amidst the blinding pain,
and the screaming angels,
I decide to fly.
                                                            ­-storm-
Sometimes we need to bend reality, be different, and change our lives drastically for the better.
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       ---, Isabine, Jay earnest and Sk Abdul Aziz
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