The echoes of my heart planted on a paper. Seeding the atmosphere with joy & love. Turning the cries of the land into a powerful echo that not only heals but turn the pain into a beautiful song.
My soul was lingering in a world where I didn't comprehend. Shape shifting into things so I can continue to blend in. No identity just reflection of others. No identity just became a stem of my mother. Broke the glass mirror, stumbled to the floor. Echoes from the other side but it couldn't pierce thru the door. The same door that many have walked right pass by. They couldn't hear the echoes but I can feel the cry. Took a deep breath. Finally can breathe thru silence. Peeled back my skin just to see if was never mine.
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