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May 2019
I feel like there's an accelerant in my mind,
Expression and impression crosses the border,
Compassion and pure passion hits the line,
In awe at all the chaos it's like I'm a hoarder.

Let me take a sip like pollen from a flower,
Transfer this pain into transcendental power,
Diffuse hopes fragrance and infuse my soul,
Refuse to compromise I'll aim for my goal.

Swallow the energy
Defy the enemy
Rise from the cemetery
Reflect with pure symmetry.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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