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i thought it was over

 
 
 
 
this war  
i fought;  
 
all i  
had were  
my hands  
 
to spin  
whatever  
remained  
inside a  
cocoon  
 
as rain  
carved paths  
without any  
questions,  
 
i still  
live there  
sometimes  
you know  
 
like wings  
floating on  
unknown  
water,  
 
old ways  
lingering  
upon a  
current.  
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26.11.21
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