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I am scared I am scared. Help everyone I can't, the number is rising my heart is thumping. a second come- a second go, I see my life is fading I see the casket of my own body it is leaving , he is leaving, The soil heavily pressing on him, he can't breathe , he is suffocating. He look around it is confirmed He is not ready- he is scared, how can he count it, in Roman's numerals? It can't be nigh he want to be high, high of books, high of knowledge, but he can't climb up the ridge. he have dreams but can't be deferred but still he is scared. His chap chirp like caged bird he tried to comfort him, he is distant, the instant of his death shock him "Sorry bra, I am scared," I walked away he couldn't hear me.
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 11:14 AM UTC
The Dream
I am scared I am scared. Help everyone I can't, the number is rising my heart is thumping. a second come- a second go, I see my life is fading I see the casket of my own body it is leaving , he is leaving, The soil heavily pressing on him, he can't breathe , he is suffocating. He look around it is confirmed He is not ready- he is scared, how can he count it, in Roman's numerals? It can't be nigh he want to be high, high of books, high of knowledge, but he can't climb up the ridge. he have dreams but can't be deferred but still he is scared. His chap chirp like caged bird he tried to comfort him, he is distant, the instant of his death shock him "Sorry bra, I am scared," I walked away he couldn't hear me.
A day to go, back to school with the pandemic roaming the streets.
Basanele
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 11:14 AM UTC
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