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Nov 2020
If I’m to say what where or why
I see no point in life to fly
To be and gone is one wish to blow
I wonder and never ever not know

If I’m to speak inner voice
I see no world about of choice
Inside is hurting for ever a day
To know to show to grow I say

If I’m to go outside to play
The sun will shine not today
Lay forever still to silence
Not old not grey fists of violence
Written by
Julie
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