You are meant to be wild.
To be one with nature.
To lead the wolves
You have thought,
That would kill you.
To be the running waters,
Not minding if something goes against it.
Or to be just a woman,
Who cried herself to sleep.
And wake up to face the world
With her fierce heart.
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Rising From Cinders: Misfit Guide to Escape Reality
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