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Jan 2021
Alone...
I know the moon
She shines upon my chamber
But not always
I feel alone sometimes

I fall...
I see a nightmare
Hunting my reality
So i fall in a water well
Waiting for my descend

Burning in dread
Cause what i fear the most
It's to have the wings
and the will
but live in a prison, captured
Sometimes life can't be that fair, right?
The outsider Rebel
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The outsider Rebel  17/M/The sunlight of dreams
(17/M/The sunlight of dreams)   
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   --- and Khoisan
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