I heard people are all we have, all that matters Maybe I heard late, maybe But I am by the door already, Deep in thoughts. Alone again, Just as dreaded. Perhaps I saw it coming, perhaps I didn’t Roof shattered; windows broken The door hangs on a tiny nail The next wind will blow it away The cloud is gathered, The darkness can be held, and I am here, helpless I chased them away, the friends with nails, The big

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My life’s journey is that of many parts, every day I try to bring all the parts to an agreement, but I am yet to succeed at that, or maybe I shouldn’t even be trying to do it, I really don’t know yet- but while at it, I try to find how each part makes me better, and how each part can make the society better

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