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Mar 4
My head is like jungle,
rooted with feelings and emotions,
this rooted jungle of thoughts slows me down,
blocks my way to the beautiful thoughts and feelings,
where can i find the beauty for things in this chaos,
my compass is faulty, a compass without a signpost,
will I ever find a way out of this labyrinth,
Where is the flowering meadow in all of this,
When can I enter a new orbit,
An orbit filled with positives,
When will the sun shine again in my universe,
When will it all end.
Alice-Jules-Noah
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Alice-Jules-Noah  25/Trans Female/Berlin
(25/Trans Female/Berlin)   
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