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It started from my roots

The malicious ways which pinned me down in misery

I began feeling as if I was locked in captivity

But little did I know, that was just the beginning.

The voices keep talking to me.

But I know, I am not alone

Because loneliness is always with me.

Pushing words deeper into me

Hindering me from breaking free.

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