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  • LORAN
    • Mar 15, 2020
    • 1 min read

Safety

It seems safe

To think bad things

Cannot touch in any way

It seems nice

And yet, untrue

For there always comes a day

A time when

Perfect worlds and

Prestine boxes crumble in

When the truth

Another speaks

Hits deeper than just the skin

When the dreams

You thought were gone

Rise within to make a mess

When you find

That nothing safe

Can deliver happiness


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