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Jul 2016
There was a prisoner inside a cage
Shouting loudly
Smashing the grills furiously
Revolting for freedom

Freedom not acquired by all
But the privileged
And those who are rich
In fame, money and beauty

Set by the society's rules
Majority decisions in their favor
While those who does not reach the standard
Crumble in loneliness alone

Lest someone had heard their pleads
Listened and calmed the heart down
Those period of depression and sadness
And walls of isolation are broken down
With just a simple touch
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I miss my first love. So much.
George Andres
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George Andres  19/your universe
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