Am I abandoned?
Left behind?
Lost of nowhere...
Would I be pardon?
I hope they'll be kind.
Saves me and bring me elsewhere.
Jr.
Poetry of Dreams
Hear Me. See Me.
I can clearly hear you, Yet, I am deaf on my own, I can clearly see you, Yet, I am blind on my own. Deaf on my own voice, I only listen to...
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