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Nov 2020
Nobody wants to hire me
Simplicity is uninspiring
It cripples me
as above God and my family it is what enlightens me
The counting days inside has me unknown to who I live
I am shackled by the education I once loved to eat
Dressed in numbness
Drawing hopeless
Consuming loneliness
Somehow I'm still here

...

At least, the sun is shining
New love is trying
And my hair is whispering hope, wisdom and patience despite this
just a little bit tired
Lingua Franca
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