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My days have been full of

Mystery.

Mostly because of my past

History.

I feel like I'm always in enclosed

Spaces.

Mainly because people are my different,

Cases.

I want to be normal forever and

Free.

But at times, I'm anormal, vulnerable and stiff,

As a Tree

God, be there & help my soul.

Because right now, I don't know why its so cold!

 

 

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