Waking up means facing reality again, seeing another daylight ahead, but can someone please turn off the light? It makes my eyes sore, my skin burnt, and my heart hurt..
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Spilled Ink
Table of contents-
x poetry x
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x between m & s x
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x an excerpt x
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x eternal x
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x sought x
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x the real soldier x
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x dead Poets x
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x for those.. x
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x graveyard x
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x home x
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x it's a choice x
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x signs: y and z x
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x end of the end x
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x lights off x
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x a piece, a part x
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x blindness x
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x obscured x
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x (better) x
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x faded photograph x
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x ride x
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x season of longing x
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x talking to the moon x
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x yoUniverse x
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x valiant x
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x weakness x
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x other self x
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x ephemeral x
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x fled x
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x grotesque x
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x X x
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x hush now x
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x ink x
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x kept x
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x jeopardy x
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x last x
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x yell x
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x memoir x
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x what's left? HIStory x
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x oblivious x
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x peachy peach x
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x zeal x
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x quill x
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x realm x
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x spectacular scenery x
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x thy lense x
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x her Utopia x
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x a prisoner x
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x vertigo x
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x wandering wallflower x
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x a tale of hypocrisy x
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x 1 2 3... x
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x beings x
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x part of growing up x
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x i hope x
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x defeated but not regretful x
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x from the mirai x
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