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Aug 2020
When we were young,
we used to cover ourselves
with thick blankets
just to hide ourselves
from the monsters under the bed,
until they started to come out
and keeping us awake overnight.
As the monsters tried to halt our feet
dangling off at the edge of the bed.
as it goes unsteadily, the cowardice
seep back in;
We tried to escape from the battleground,
but I knew it was useless as it kept us coming back.
Because we were the soldiers with caged fearsome,
and we are still at war with comes most naturally
to us.
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i don't have a name  18/F/Ph
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   A Slow Heyoka and Noaki
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