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May 2018
Colorless world without sense;
countless of lives lost in the way.
That's how it feels to be in Earth;
that's the truth we have to understand.

But sometimes, a faint light appears out of nowhere
giving meaning to our lives and to making it feel fair.
So we follow it without a thought
to end up wounded and lifeless in a dark spot.  

The ruthless fight starts with our mind and heart
and it continues until we feel broken inside.
That's when it turns into Hell;
where we don't have another option but to suffer.
P Marrero
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P Marrero  18/F/Orlando, FL
(18/F/Orlando, FL)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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