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May 2015
Since a toddler
i was taught how to carry my own Cross
my own weight

So the hopes
the dreams
I left them on the pillow
.
.
.

In a world where
everyone is battling to tear you apart
love is an illusion

So at lest
let me be somebody
instead of a nobody
that all you crave for



I've been humble
courageous
and maintained my own cause
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