Into The Fray
fragile
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All alone.
I've been stranded.
Oh, my face drenched in wet sand.
Cold wind touches my face, gust my skin.
I don't belong here and my mind keeps spinning.
Moving places, aimlessly.
Grey clouds are following me.
Unsure but curious.
Love and hate, darkness and light.
What am I to decide?
Fragile.
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