• sometimes it seems too unreal theres cyclones swirling dreams unfurling intensity too intense and it lifts me off my feet so im hovering midway fall or fly dream or die which path to choose? both are flawed, for pain is almost inevitable those little shards of transparent glass trapped under the skin but i have learned to carry such seemingly unremarkable wounds with a pride and dignity, far more becoming than my 16 years

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