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Jun 2021
Sometimes life reveals a harsh face
and we are forced to become someone else
in order to face the void.
Our hearts deny it but our souls know the truth.
We’re born in a world controlled by fear and rules,
slaves to a fault.
What is the point of been created
just so we can serve someone else’s wishes.
All I wish is to set myself free and I would beg for others
to do the same.
Nonetheless rare people come to our lives
and they make us realize our mistakes, to forgive, to remind us
who we really are, to inspire, to preserve the feeling
of love and make us better
even if they don’t know it.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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