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May 2017
If much wisdom is much grief then
he who increases his knowledge
increases and his sorrow.
Can i feel it?
Devil curse me i do.
I thought i was beyond this but i am not.
I waited to long and sacrificed to much.
People might not change now.
It would take another thousand years
maybe more to realise that fear
inspires control, over them, over their hearts,
over their way of thinking.
I had hope but now, disappointment for
most do not even try and all they do is making
excuses, hiding behind this ridiculous term
of insecurity. My point of view, they are just
afraid being honest to themselves.
Even i am not crazy enough to believe that
distortion of reality.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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     ---, kim, FromMySoul, Moli Quill and unnamed
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