
You left your traces
In the lyrics which I wouldn't listen before
In the pain of a song screaming my midnight to tatters
In the words of book left casually behind
Which i now read
Like a secret love letter.
Oh, you left your traces.
"All of one's life is a struggle towards that; the narrow path between freedom and belonging. I have sometimes sacrificed freedom in order to belong, but more often I have given up all hope of belonging." Jeanette Winterson
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