Without any;
Twist and turn.
Devoid of any;
Warmth or cold.
My days roll by aimlessly.
Like a refugee
From the past.
To seek an asylum
In the future.
I'm in exile presently.
While time dictates
My expatriation.
I've nowhere to belong.
Your parents fought hard to Settle on a common name for you After your birth. As a compromise your dad Prefixed you secretly after his ex. C...
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