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Aug 2021
A loop of metal with shiny thing on top
Where flesh and bones pass through
And cannot be removed nor blew

A long with the words we utter
Silent loved ones listen
To the sound of butterflies flutter

Still fear could struck
Hosting for it to be abduct
The future you breath
Might be the breathe of regret you exhale
I overthink confusedly, tag between hope in myself and doubt, now things get difficult, and affect things even the future
Written by
Migel  17/M/Philippines
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