Redemption
the wind did really blow my cares away.
the wind from the north did it today.
the song of that one day
in my ears did play.
my teenage self is at peace now.
my teenage self is dead now.
I finally know what it means to have a clean state.
the wind from the north did it today.
the song of that one day
in my ears did play.
my teenage self is at peace now.
my teenage self is dead now.
I finally know what it means to have a clean state.
Labels: poetry


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