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Jun 2020
oh how do i remember my name,

as i still want to change it,

desperately,

how does one remember one's self,

when one is tired of them,

oh lord hold my hand,

for its the last i try,

last wine that i drink in there,

and last dream that i have in here,

forgive me lord,

for the dreams,

the feet and the heat,

all the **** fantasies,

for i will try again
Written by
Kalel BEAN  17/F/Europe
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