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Fadeing

i sit outside and watch the moon
try to break through the clouds
just wanting to be free
but as the clouds serround
the moon i know that feeling
of haveing no way out
and as the moon slowly disappears
i feel myself fadeing as will

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I see your mind working here and that you appear to be very sad and boxed in..........try writing about your dreams......write about where you want to be and do it with all of your heart........you write well so lets see it kid