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Sometimes
I wish life had a button
For disappearing
When I'm struggling
Or the need to find myself
I can just vanish
To a place where no one can hurt me
To a place where I can be free
Especially from my mind
It can just be me
My soul and heart
And my poetry

When you go there and see me
You'll see me writing a piece
Which was a part of my soul
That was not tainted by the world
Or a piece
That was part
Of my broken heart

But sadly
Life can't give us what we want
If it's beyond reality
Whether we like it or not

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