Imagine waking up on a filthy, uneven floor - light coming solely through the flimsy wooden wall. Imagine trudging through the mud barefoot -...
Early: I am scared. Whom will I become?...
With eyes closed tight I walk the street, Breathing in to northern wind. Drowning me in memories,...
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