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Jan 2021
Retreating from an angry self
To the mountains I sought, Contemplation cliff awaited me
for the spirit blossoming within. What grabbed a hold of my soul?
To be a new man, reforged by those who surrounded him.
From those who had nothing,
gave him insight into
what it truly means
to be alive
to live for others
and seek what is above.
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Rafael13  22/M
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