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Feb 2014
hundreds of years ago
someone travelled
to somewhere
loved somebody
so deeply,
that when they got up
to their feet
they had a new someone
to hold tight.

(this story echoed
throughout every
corner of the earth)

now the skies
have known the ages
and I stand here,
still unanswered:

Who
am
I?
Marlon O
Written by
Marlon O  Brazil
(Brazil)   
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