- F L O A T I N G -
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For all my life you deemed me no more than a non- purposeful entity
I have no face, no identity
My dreams would just be a mistake
Who would believe in you, anyways?
There is no place for you.
YOU ARE READING
Letters never sent
PoesíaWords I simply couldn't find the courage to say feelings tucked away never to see the light of day.
