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Jul 2020
and so here i sit
with something new
not to be seen

it sits deep and you know its real
when the wind flows between your fingers
the water isolates thoughts
and nothing hurts anymore
i feel free
Written by
kirra  22/F/barcelona
(22/F/barcelona)   
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