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Jun 2014
Small;
Lonely;
Nostalgic;
Abandoned;
I weep.

I weep for all the little children who've lost their parents.
I weep for all the pain that drowns the music of life out.
I weep for all the heartache we each bring to the world.
I weep for all the people who are misunderstood.
I weep for all the lovers who can never be.
I weep for all the socio-economic classes who fear.
I weep for all those who panoramically walk without seeing.
I weep for all the people who have loved and lost.
I weep for all the people who have not been able to love again.
I weep for all the love that has been shattered,
For all the friendships that have been lost at sea,
For all the wings that aren't flapping,
For all the soldiers who have died in vain,
For all the people who have set themselves on the line and are not remembered,
For all the people who made a difference but weren't heard.

We are a single unit; each a tiny drop in a universe of Oceans.

Let's start acting like one.
Despite it all, we have prevailed.

Let the lovers of life be heard and a new regime of peace and art reign!
Bianca J Cortez
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Bianca J Cortez  A p[a]lace of dreams
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