Unspoken
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Everything's in vein, everything's in chaos
I can't speak myself, I have no voice
I want to escape, I want to scream
But who will hear me, when there's no one right here
I'm afraid. It's dark
Until I heard a voice saying "everthing will be alright"
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Published on: June 06, 2020
Battle #8: Epistolary
𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝚂
➪𝗞𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗮 𝗖𝗿𝘂𝘇
➪𝗙𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗕𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗷𝗲
➪𝗟𝘆𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗹𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗼
➪𝗝𝗼𝘀𝗵 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼
➪𝗝𝗼𝗵𝗻 𝗕𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗵
➪𝗠𝗶𝗸𝗺𝗶𝗸 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗼
➪𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗩𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲
➪𝗥𝘂𝘇𝘇𝗲𝗹 𝗚𝘂𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗿𝗼
➪𝗜𝘃𝘆 𝗚𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗼
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