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Apr 2014
Walking outside, what do you see?
 I see the beauty of the world and                     how we're living in it.
The homeless begging for help and support, car alarms going off, people talking, running, music playing, trains, so many things going on around me.
Some at peace, some crying for help.
But where do you stand?
What is your purpose?
Love and Peace is what we need in this world. The way we live is, the life we choose...
Where do we start on changing our life?
When will we begin? When will we change?
 I have to remind myself everyday, that things will change and there would be better days.
No one hears me, no one cares, I'm just alone in this dark world, where there's a word call FEAR..
Some don't say it, nor do they show it, but deep down inside we know it's there.
      It takes so little for disaster to strike and turn somebody from a person who can give a hand to somebody that needs a hand.
Shemika C
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Shemika C  Bronx, N.Y
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