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Nov 2013
I was there
standing at the corner
it was dark,cold and smells
I was there
being laughed,scolded
judged and ignored
cuts and suicidal are in mind
but something stopped them
and left them behind
I saw a light
luminously coming towards me
I put aΒ step behind cause I'm afraid
that it would influenced me
Then there was a hand
I grabbed it
It was warm and cozy
It changed my life
feels like the Spring is coming early
And the hand was HOPE.


a.b
There is always hope.
Ary
Written by
Ary  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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