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The glass reflects This void Of what Of when Of destitution Behind reflection There is hope I am still Looking Finding I am trying And as i walk away I feel content This is enough To feel beautiful
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 11:02 PM UTC
Glass
The glass reflects This void Of what Of when Of destitution Behind reflection There is hope I am still Looking Finding I am trying And as i walk away I feel content This is enough To feel beautiful
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 11:02 PM UTC
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