cast the chill on the skin,
remind me of who I am-
the person with sins.
Thought that I'd be a bird-
fly around the corner of the world
with no doubts on the shoulders
and cares to be carried with.
Yet I'm just a human-
so much to see and feel,
so many stairs to climb
and some thoughts to share.
The memories I hold-
aren't to be thrown away-
in the deep sea of confusion;
rather I'd keep it to myself.
It'll stay
and I will stay-
as I am.
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