Chaos

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Amidst the Chaos I stand alone,
Unheard by the crowds
In the streets of thorns
I walk alone
In the hope to see roses
I keep walking even when I drain of blood
Even when my legs hurt
I walk walk and walk
In a chance of survival of happiness
I walk towards the hope
All alone in the crowd
The blurry vision of hope still exists
In the mist of survival .

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