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The Bottle

The Bottle

My shape was that With curves I had a seal Once broken Always easier to open Always vulnerable to lose the Lid but the air that entered was of affection was of freedom maybe everything had its price the part…
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I am SCARED,

I am SCARED,

I am SCARED, Dreams are the biggest delusions that we possess until and unless we work for it. The endless the scheme of judgmental world has become our handcuffs to try anything that is linked with “risk”. Uninviting insecurities build…
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