Because it was too heavy to carry
Take the package off your shoulder
Past Debts
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Still staring at the free world
Let the poems fly
Do not collapse
In this heavens of mass suffering
I want to write for myself
Still searching for a language
Color
Appearance
It's an honor
The colors are cruel
In this world
I understand birds
There are volitions
I did not see the snow
There is whitening
None of you know me
I have my own dreams
Formed with my imaginative melodies
I am the world
If you have never seen one before,
Do you refuse?
@thaelay1
heyyy dear(@thaelay1) , you have written a very nice poem.
Thank you, sister
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