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Like them


No matter how naked I appear like them

I can't shed my feathers as they do

Even if I leave my feelings to the sky

Still, they fall on my head, one by one


Birds leave like that

But my feelings don't know how to migrate

Sometimes, even if my rising emotions feel sweet

When they fall, they burn me inside


I don't have freedom like them

Even if I lift my head to these feelings

They sleep and wake up with me inside me

I realized they will be buried with me too!

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