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This place...

This is the place where I was born.

The place,
where most people have died.

The place,
where most people have been born.

The happiest place on earth, the saddest place on earth.

Behind one door, one life ends while behind another one starts.

White walls closing in on me. Is it my time yet?

Oh yes it must be, white is the only color I see.

This is the place I was born,
this is where I will leave.




Bunden vers av Nicki
Läst 175 gånger och applåderad av 3 personer
Publicerad 2018-09-04 18:40



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