I met myself in the woods.
she had colour in her cheeks
and life in her eyes.
feet light like the winds
voice bright as the skies
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and I envied her.
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"Are you my future or my past?"
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Is this a dream?
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When would I learn to breathe for air?
To rejoice with these scenes?
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because right now I only breathe from pain.
How will I ever come full circle again?
17:58
07.01.23
ESTÁS LEYENDO
A Diary of Soul (Unedited Version)
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