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Jul 2014
The illustrious city filled with smog creates fantasies that seem to fog. Or is it me that withholds the truth? From the battered wives to the troubled youths. But we always change the world we see with happy words that set us free from the pollution of our society.

      Hollywood calls out the fame that has taken power; differed from shame. We look away for fear of fault. We take the pain with grains of salt. To us helpless sinners to us depressed, we  use connotations to ease our rest. We put ourselves to moral test.

     Though, happy lives, they often lack the strength to keep the world intact for the corrupted place it seems to be that preaches good-will and democracy, yet fails in generosity. But we contorted the world we see with happy words that set us free from the sadness of our society.
Written by
Alex Huezo  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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