
In a glass globe,
I scream my pain, shattering it.
I break free and come.
This poem is from my book Scribbles On Sand. If you want to read more, please buy it. Or, you can buy me a coffee.☕ It costs the same.
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In a glass globe,
I scream my pain, shattering it.
I break free and come.
This poem is from my book Scribbles On Sand. If you want to read more, please buy it. Or, you can buy me a coffee.☕ It costs the same.
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