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1d
I had a dream,
where I was late
and I couldn't find my way.
I asked for directions
but no one spoke my language,
the only thing I understood
was that I was late.

Then I woke up,
and my chest ached
because even in my sleep
I'm running out of time
and still I haven't found out
a place to be.
Sammy
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Sammy  23/Non-binary/Spain
(23/Non-binary/Spain)   
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