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  • by Kseniia Leonteva


I’ll be the butterfly that floats the world-
Exhausting words and thoughts that spill us over.
The stories of our minds forever will remain untold,
The smiles you hide will never keep me sober.
And though you may not listen to my battles of the past,
As fire burns right next to endless stories,
Once you take off your mask you will be free at last,
And you’ll let go of all concerns and worries.

by Jay Jidelov

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