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Aug 2014
I let the ashes burn me
To remind me of the pain
This life is never ending
Climbing ladders w/o a gain
Losing myself with each step
Higher & higher there i go
Departing from my skin
Gone with the wind down below
Its getting harder to breathe
As the ladder becomes steep
I wonder who i'll be
When theres nothing left to climb
And i cannot see underneath.
I am escaping the fate. May Paris save me.
Zara Wolfe
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Zara Wolfe  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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