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Dec 2010
Oh what a world we live in,
where tribulations and poverty roam
countless who wander infinitely
even more without a place called home.

Is this all we amount to?
shattered hopes and dreams
with no other choice to do?
No.
We must look to the horizon,
awaiting our next sun
only then will we know,
our darkest hour is done.
Its via seb-net!!
Written by
Seb Garcia
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