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A timeless matter awakens in my heart a lovely color of smoke rises.Out of a smog a dint is born,now a stream of red pours out of me.
My life has been hard and cruel I wish I was dead on some days.But the thing that keeps me alive is the wonder of my future.
If I am meant to be a writer or am I meant to fail at everything I have worked for.I love my family and that keeps me sane and alive.
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