Blur

She struggled with what to draw , as walls blocked my pin from writing my story .
Time was ticking stress into a box , my sense derived they sang galore . I overcame the world .
My biggest fear was my words being true and having such power , would never be heard or remembered in such a world . I drifted apart away to another end . At least in my perfect world away in my head , my song ringed across every corner .
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