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Aug 2021
I would have moved mountains.
I would have drowned my light in your motionless fountains.
Burned alive your imposters.
And sacrificed angels for your dark twisted monsters.

But you made me believe
that the monster was me.
So I had to let go,
just to let the Beast free..
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Little Wild Thoughts  29/F
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