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Published: 2016-05-12 09:51:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 266; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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the pen is an old frienda lullaby thats tried to die
in its wake i sigh
moving like a desert wind i have no home
no roots of my own
is this freedom?
to doubt out loud?
where did everyone see me going
why did i care
why do i still
when will i still
when will you thrill
denial is a river