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Feb 2021
I write for a sense of security
in an obscure world
to walk in your shoes
is to accept your way of breathing
I pray for lunch
I pray to the moon
I watch you talk about dreaming
and I start to remember mine
in a few years will you have a solution?
or is living in this state the answer?
Written by
kirra  22/F/barcelona
(22/F/barcelona)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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