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Dec 2020
imagine sitting in a chair with just your mind chained to the ground.
you're trapped inside your body, with motivation nowhere found.
with arms stretched to the sky
you hold hope, but can not fly
wish you awoke before your life flew by.
i thought i'd blinked, but i've closed my eyes for years.
Written by
brandy  18/Gender Fluid/♉︎
(18/Gender Fluid/♉︎)   
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