I once told to myself,
I told myself to hold my temper.
I couldn't win if I fought hard,
I'll fall onto the ground if I fought with all my might,
And even in the next fight,
This might happen.
Offer yourself a help,
Cause problems are always there.
Be your temper's guard,
Cause someday, you'll reach the light.
Everything can be bright,
This might happen.
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An Obscure Reflection
PoésieMy simple thoughts can be a vast of strange collection of words. These strange collections of words completes me. [01 13 2020 - republished, but not revised, for personal reasons] [01 13 2020 - I made this compilation three years ago and I was just...
