Cunnuing hypocritical beguiling days
Let them vanish without a trace.
Then you'll see the sun's rays
As you have kept the proper space.
Killing my thoughts
Letting wind rest my mind.
Fitting in was really never my thing.
If that brought
In, something not of my kind.
I would shake my head and sing.
By
Dini Kal
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