Sanctuary [Poetry]

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"you always
come at a
wrong time,"
they say.

i'm so close at
believing that
i really am.

every single time
just...
whenever i'm
trying to seize
the opportunity
to do something—
whether to
try my best
at stuffs i'm
interested to,
or be happy,
or be myself,
or get better—

everything just
seemed...

uncoordinated.

nothing
works out
for me.
all i get
is misfortune.
and heartbreaks.

i can't help but
think that—

"maybe i'm at
a wrong place
after all."

"maybe i do'nt
really belong
here."

"maybe i'm
meant to
simply

disappear."

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09-25-2021