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Submitted: July 02, 2017

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Submitted: July 02, 2017



I have seen false colors so often that it is not strange or frightful to me.


Gladly and willingly, I dont get wrapped up in it anymore 

as I grasped that the more I gave in, the more I complied with its poison, the more crushing it became.


Thereupon, I’ve been to the mountaintop, time and again, in my head  : 

the thought that I have done all i can do and with a good heart is my paramount greeting in the hard moments of life, and in the face of a dive.  

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