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Oct 2015
A source of great misery, clouded with the illusion
of a better future.
But the idea of finding myself   in peace,
in complete happiness one day.
Is what carries me all the way
to the comfort. I strive for.
I overload, unload
of stress every day.
I distress,
in each organism
I can find.
There is beauty
in all that I see.
I am here,
alive and well
Please
donΒ΄t
drown me
I want to
Live.
Amber
Written by
Amber  Sweden
(Sweden)   
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