Reaching Heights

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The world is falling apart,
There ain't no hideout to depart.
The doom's day awaits,
The darkness is great.

Opressed with the threat,
All your mistakes take face of regrets.

Now you see me,
A subtle me.
Standing infront of the mirror,
Judging my exterior.

But deep inside,
Yes, there's a light,
That has just one wish,
Of reaching heights!

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~Toodles :)

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