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-Words,

They cut,

Changes,

Are worth,

Helpless thoughts,

They are here,

A purpose to create,

No time to cheer,

A white dove appeared,

During a night,

I asked her,

About my fight,

She said:

(((Soon you'll be raised by wolves,

Don't be afraid of me,

If you feel lost,

Remember,

At least you are free,

What you are capable of,

Only time will tell,

Just forgive your mother, your father,

And you'll be well.)))

Thank you dove,

For giving me something,

That I couldn't see,

Flashes of light,

Where passing through me,

She kept flying,

Flying towards me,

A white bright light,

Was what I could see,

The room got filled,

With a strange melody,

Found that she gave me something,

My destiny,

Why that happened,

I don't know,

But the urge to create,

Gets bigger when you grow,

Overwhelmed,

No chances to take,

I may look like sleeping,

But I'm awake,

Young,

Doing graffiti,

I failed to be,

Drawing on the classes,

Rejected by family,

Years have passed,

To take the test,

Found that I'm older,

And my mind don't rest,

I'm not perfect,

I'm far from right,

I want to create,

This is my fight.-