☽☽ Its voice sounded like the calm breeze of a foggy forest, and the sea crashing at the shore. Maybe we shall live into faded inks in books, lost in fantasies forevermore ☾☾
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PLAGIARISM IS A...
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I once remembered a child who cried for love and attention, The feeling of being vulnerable, fragile and artificial in a world full of sudden turbulence
The scarring memory, And the bitterness of my tears The burnt out energy, And the greatness of my fears
I have learned a valuable collection of lessons, And that is, you will heal No matter what they've done to you
And from the last time I remembered, Everything has its ending, You just never know it And I assure you once more, You will heal. ~nez
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