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Oct 2023
You can see someone from your youth, and they still look young,
They look light,
They look like a stranger in your dark world,
And you wonder why you have had to plunder through the decades burdened with so much heaviness.
Where is my respite?
When will I be free and feel young,
Because even when I was young,
I still carried a weight that they never seemed aware of.
Written by
RonliSong
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