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Sep 2022
I was alone
I was scarred and harming myself
Then you came

A candle light in the dark tunnel
A way out of despair
A ray of hope

Now I fight myself
Unsure my feelings
The unknown

Now I sit on the green grass
The beautiful sky perfect
But I sit alone

Alone in the light
Alone in a painting
Alone
In life

Was our conversations real
Or were they
Just a dream?
Writing of the Unknown
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   Bogdan Dragos
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