Walking through the streets
Against all glares, murmurs,
bikes ,
Which were curses
Now sound me like verses.
Those were witches
Which build a queen
Of confidence, of fearslessness
She now rules her reign.
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Walking through the streets
Against all glares, murmurs,
bikes ,
Which were curses
Now sound me like verses.
Those were witches
Which build a queen
Of confidence, of fearslessness
She now rules her reign.
Thankyou for reading
Follow for more