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Trapped
Once I saw a dream
Of living in an open air
Full of freedom with colorful layer.
Having a sight to achieve a height
There comes a lover of a face with smile.
Never said, never asked a question
Simple sight made all the decisions.
Believing the person, giving up everything,
My life was trapped like anything.
Tuesday 7th July 2020 8:14 pm
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