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my first time
In the moonlight, I have danced all alone
no shadows to see except for my own again this moment has puched me against the wall broken spirits weaken my grib and I'm about to fall standing at this place where I can see all the possibilities they are to set me free a single thought has crossed my mind ..... how can I go on? already I am not whole nobody can give back what you've stole at least I can't think up someone the cold air strucks my face with glacial spikes each with it's own pain how much more could I gain before I slip away and fall before this moving train suddenly the cold has disappeared I climb back down it happened as I had feared here I am, again, standing with two feet on the ground |
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