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Defeaning sream of silence
Covered in stream of tears
Devoured in fear
Blinded by the light of darkness

Tears always brought up on night
Struggling in every fight
Wishing only to see the light
Even everything is not right

Always been labelled
My identity, prejudiced
Everything lit up with flames and flared
Every bone on my body shivered

I’ve managed to come around
With no grace left, I pick myself up on the ground
Collecting all the pieces from the blast
Slowly standing up at long last

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