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In hope I start my day! Holding “Hope” with my spirit trying to find meaning to what I’m doing! Breathes are counted! Sleeps are restless! Words became homeless! Pain became meaningless! And Death became the Theme! Pale colors are painted! Brain in comma! Guts is drained! Love is Running away! First Hours of hope had counted down!!
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
First Hours
In hope I start my day! Holding “Hope” with my spirit trying to find meaning to what I’m doing! Breathes are counted! Sleeps are restless! Words became homeless! Pain became meaningless! And Death became the Theme! Pale colors are painted! Brain in comma! Guts is drained! Love is Running away! First Hours of hope had counted down!!
mazen-edlibi
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
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