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Dec 2018
Hope popped out of a storm
A room full of anything but me
Me & my brother
Me & my living mother
A fantasy
Death was never a solution
Fame was always an option
Opting for something that will never make sense
Is my way
Of making resistance
Written by
Azulverde  39/M/Colombia
     Bek Blanchard and Colm
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