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Apr 14
Got a feeling I'll grow wings soon
I'l be a garden yet to sprout
A bed made and never slept on Dreams that stayed untold
A house without a single soul
Just like that I'll meet silence
Quick and easy, meditated
Not an accident, I step with intention
And like my dad I'll be a son who never grew up
Damian
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Damian  22/M
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