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Feb 2022
I walk on the clouds by the puddles of the rain.
Getting the point of view I find my own fingers drenched rain drops that cover the world to sleep
As long as my cries are not the only ones that are heard
I don’t feel to alone
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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