Borders are getting shorter and closer to one another… If my mind isn’t free where else can I be?
I set myself free
From the nails of bitterness dug in me
From the darkness of a past and its grave for me
One must be courageous to allow oneself to be soft after being ripped apart in a storm… Yes, I am watchful yet loving.
Life gave me pain I didn’t go insane amid the chaos I have planted my roots I’ve learned to see the beauty beneath the dust, as I set my mind free I found my sanctuary
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