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Jun 28
(to the one that ticks backwards)

Leaving the future
in a locked
wooden
chest,—
You dive into
the memories;
Deep;
Dark.
You seek only
birth.
But why?
Why
do you
run away from
death?
If you fear what's ahead, there is no path for you ahead...
Soul
Written by
Soul  15/F/Sri Lanka
(15/F/Sri Lanka)   
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         Elena Rosi, 1DNA, Pavin Daniel, CantSeeMe, --- and 1 other
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