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Separate

Lock the door
Can't take it anymore
I'll sit here alone
And admire the stone
Watch sunshine creep in
Mind drifts, yelling begins
I'm not for it
I'll stay away and never quit

Being Separate.

ashhkat

@ashhkat

Hi, a lot goes on in my mind... #projecthumanity Kik: ashhkat •thanks for reading•

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