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when im in the zone, my mind is proned to everything thats dawned down on me, am i really free? or is it just my thoughts going a thousand miles per hour, like im locked in the ifial tower with nothing but a grapefruit, to heal the whombs to which who even considered me, to be filled with such pride, take a ride in my shoes, who wouldve knew,what she went through but through the epiphiney, they drilling me over compassion, i mean im just asking is the sky really the limit ?
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eulabellw
i love to write poetry
eulabellw
i love poetry!

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