Born To Be Nothing But Me. – Calosha
poetry
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Slow Fade
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≻: Slow FadeSlow music at the sound of falling waterfall. I keep all the meaning behind water that falls on my face…
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They Said
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≻: They SaidThey said it was okay to be a butterfly in hell, and I rose to the occasion and left them…
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Not really my plans.
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≻: Not really my plans.All my plans, really not mine, or are they? As soon as they come by, I see why I shouldn’t…
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Back
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≻: BackI am back in the cold wind, flying higher than the last time I walked these streets. The green light…
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Only Need
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≻: Only NeedTo not be anything other than who I see when all chaos is calm. To stay that way not just…
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