Good Bye

The things that could never fit within a bag, are the things I desperately wanted to pack

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FIGHT| Short Poem

How did you lose your footing

On a dry day

How did you find no other option

And have nothing to say

You are one in MILLIONS

Not meant to give up your right

Here to be inspired

Here to keep up the fight

Don’t lose your footing to a brick

On your path