freedom

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"wave my delicate hand
against the air,
wiggling my fingers
for a dare.

sunset sky
as you drive
to nowhere in particular.
keep me high
and let us by
through these lies.

breathe fresh
through the mesh.
remember to keep alert;
but don't blurt."

date: 5th november, 2017
time: 00:37 a.m.

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