Brotherhood.
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Last published Mon, May 9, 2016
Nobody.
That's what I am.
In this crucial world.
No one even knows my mere existence.
Who I am , What I do and How I live.
But who I am to question it.
Im just Nobody.
I become Somebody.
The same day they came.
My world completely changed in just a snap.
Finally having colors in my faded life .
I was a Nobody.
And now that I get to be somebody.
Repent is what I ought to be.
Torn between I can't and I need.
Hoping to wake from a bad dream.
But.
Little did I know.
Once you become part you can never go back.
And that's the perk of wanting more in your life.
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