Encapsulated by mystery taken by misery drowning with anger, poisonous as ivy. Resentment, guilt, exclusion infused as confusion and love thou shall creepeth in the dark and peeketh in the light because the human struggle is to survive what's life without struggles? What's a soldier without battles? What's a government without people? The truth burns like a lit piece of wood and liberates you for your own good understand, asess and evaluate because someday you'll see it as a game be awake challenge yourself offer your help without thinking of anything else.
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Awaken
PoetryMy inner thoughts : poverty and politics due to the casualty of war lost love that was once found but now lost
