I can feel a breeze
in places i shouldn't
the wind flies through
my shattered pieces
it haunts me in the sunlight
that there is no ray of hope
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I can feel a breeze in places i shouldn't the wind flies through my shattered pieces it haunts me in the sunlight that there is no ray of hope Author notesi chose this because i am a broken person who cant be fixed A contest entry
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