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Jan 2020
Birds will fly, away from troubles and demise
Towards happiness and realize, how free they have been throughout life.
A little hope many wish to have
A little luck many search to hide.
As we humans run, but never reach far enough
To say we now know fear
Isn't true in any way.
And with all trials we face, we somehow still make a way
To live happy without change.
But the universe knows more than what it may say
And change happens in the quietest of ways
Giving abundance to what we crave
A world without fear.
Sillo Anderson
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Sillo Anderson  28/F/Guyana
(28/F/Guyana)   
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