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Sometimes I wish to be a wanderer but my heart trembles, I tend to speak my heart out but feels like I have lost my voice, I feel agitated and my vision turns out to be blurry, What are these I am experiencing? Are these aftershocks or there is more to come? Pictorial representation might seem okay but inside? No.(gratitude to earthquake occurring 24/7) Hallucinations(of sunlight cursing me )as I hear cries craving for my shadow (to ignite) Often I cease to exist and behave childish but it happens to be interlude and I return back to oneself.
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Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
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Sometimes I wish to be a wanderer but my heart trembles, I tend to speak my heart out but feels like I have lost my voice, I feel agitated and my vision turns out to be blurry, What are these I am experiencing? Are these aftershocks or there is more to come? Pictorial representation might seem okay but inside? No.(gratitude to earthquake occurring 24/7) Hallucinations(of sunlight cursing me )as I hear cries craving for my shadow (to ignite) Often I cease to exist and behave childish but it happens to be interlude and I return back to oneself.
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20/F/Nepal
Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
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