He had everything.
Money,
glory,
and,
power.
He lived,
his entire life,
always at the top.
He was,
fortunately enough,
to run,
after,
his dreams.
He spent,
his life,
trying,
to achieve,
more,
and,
more.
Each step,
was,
one,
step closer,
to,
his,
golden paradise.
But,
time,
passed,
life countinued,
and,
in his last breath,
he realised,
that,
maybe,
it,
wasn't,
the destination,
it,
was,
the journey
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Unsaid Words ➵
PoesíaIn memory of all those who were drowned in their own unsaid words
