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Sep 23
Just like paper,
You get folded in half
At the end of the night
Was it worth it?

Just like paper,
You get torn apart
By the finest movement
Are you ready?
To face the world
To conquer the peaks
To lead men to battle
...
I didn't think so

Just like paper,
Your needs end up in a bin
What will it take for you to fight back?
Written by
Rustem Keshubayev  21/M/Budapest
(21/M/Budapest)   
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