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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: November 16, 2016

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Submitted: November 16, 2016



This is not the life I wanted to see myself doing for the next few years. We were prisoners, With chains in our hands steel ball in our feet We were force to do things because we believe we were weak without these things. Excessive glitters, Selfish ambitions, Masked people They weren't even real; I want to do something awesome and true Something I wouldn't regret when I am old, I want to breath real air And feel life upon my skin Something inside me wants to fly Or wander far beyond I couldn't be tied down Guess I need to pack my luggage again.

Cv Soluna// Wanderlust

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