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Traces of the past

Traces of the past
Awakening from.a Nightmare
Darkness enveloping me

Am in an underground Cave
Running away from what?

Run Run dear Child
A voice Whispers

They will get you
Hiding here and there

A strange Mist creating a Whirlwind
Am stuck in this dimension

Nightmares surrounding me
My past haunting me

Screams from my Soul is all I can here
I rise and fall, mama switches on the Light

~nasreen latif
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