We were born alone

to fight the unknown.

God only knows

how much longer 

we can go. The internal

battles are stuggles 

we keep in bottles.

Trying to express who

we are in a civilization

completely unknown.

We learn the adaptation

that we are taught

to know. With every

struggle we must

face we get weaker

or stronger. We must

enjoy the values and nature

of life because in the end

we will leave the same

way we came.


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