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The only prison we all know is our home.
Everyone leaves, one by one, from our room.

Young and old, old and dead,
Known and unknown...
Had a story to tell,
Or to write, or to hide.

The only thing that life fears is death,
'Cause silence without words dries up hearts.

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  • Love this. 🔥✍️🖤🤍

    May 07, 2023

  • May 07, 2023

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