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Internal transformation

Significant pressure
on the windows
to my mind.
A storm in heaven
screams my name.
This is a little more
then I can handle
right now.
I better release my shadow,
so I can fade away
through the limits.
It's too great
to be understood.
Another child
on my TV,
crying or dying,
will take me
to the other side.
The side where you can't
avoid the glances,
the place without
the possibility to hide.
The street where the spotlights
always follow you,
highlightening your face
in the crowd.


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