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Aug 2014
As if I were a lonely castaway,

abandoned in the middle of the sea,

my world seems to be only black and gray,

it used to be so colourful and free.

I'm falling into this bottomless pit

not being able to get close to light,

thus I am wondering when I will fit

or when I will give up that endless fight.

I know I've been born to be more than this,

to be successful, satisfied and kind,

not to be trapped forever in abyss

but to look forward, never look behind.

I won't live my life by 'memento mori',

it's only the beginning of my story.
sonnet
Written by
Grega P
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