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Jan 2021
Trying to free me from the chains that they cuffed around my neck, feet and hands
Trying to free me from the pain that I could never understand
Here I am imprisoned in the distress of my past
And burning my soul in hell
But how long will the pain last ?
Unless you wish me well.
the breaktime monologue
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the breaktime monologue  25/F/Philippines
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