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Apr 2017
Dark as the blind person’s sight
Surrounded by shadows that engulf the night sky
Poking questions dancing on my mind
Scared for truth that lays behind

Distress covers the deep of my throat
Shouting back without words to hear in an endless road
Looking for hope in this sinking trance
Forcing myself to wake up in the strike of sun

Dreams became reality one by one
Holding both hands with fears and frown
A palm reaches my shivering hands
Offering peace that sounds like a plan
Toshy Arriola
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Toshy Arriola  F/Manila, Philippines
(F/Manila, Philippines)   
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