Agonized in the hands of my stepmother, forgiveness paved my way to success and my poems shall continue to be my comfort.
Our relationship was and will always be!
I am the messenger and Bad Times my wheels
I beg to cover Bad Times the shame of being my wheels
For a while so, let me be invisible
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Delighted to embrace you
Change my mind, change my mood
Clothed me with a new robe
Allured with happiness for both
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I tread on the Path of another birth year
My heart rejoices like the heart of Spartacus
In the midst of a trial
Fewer friends, yet worthy friends
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Years, we have longed for space
To be distant from everyone
To be far away, like the sky and the ocean
That look to each other's face but never meet
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I have a teacher
Who has revealed
she could have taken the gilded corporate path
But choose to take the slow journey up the hills
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