Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
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The Slightest of dreams get stuck in between. Fine lines, cracks, holes, it finds.. it finds me I want to live, don’t want to die. I need to be free, I showed you the why. Dark clouds will be parted, rays of light will find me. I will become who I set out to be. you are your own victim, you started this mess. I wish and hope you to be nothing but Blessed. By, Sacha Ann Star ⭐️Williams Acrylic/ Mixed Media on paper 22x30inches
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