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Ugh

Every day, I say it deep in my mind, when I choose an answer in world.
It is like playing a game.
Always having multiple options, but you can only choose one.
But you have the abiltiy, 
to choose a other once, after miliseconds of life.
But there will always be someone, 
who would've known.
Or wanted to know.
And brought inclusivity in our heart as quiet people, 
So we feel like dancing again.
But we didn't watched our moves right, 
because now you saw under my skirt.
Which I tried to hide,
multiple times.
And I am acting like, 
someone never saw it that bright.
,,It's not a big deal", 
while looking on my feet.

Copyright © Adna Demiri

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