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There is no way to explain it, for you cannot see, hear, smell or touch it, but you must feel it. A sound, barely audible, a soft voice; "Do you see?"
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Hidden feelings on the inside, strong and bold on the outside
Are you truly fine?
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Do not fear, do not lose hope.
For each one of us has a star within
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A short, lovely poem about hope
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A short poem with hidden meanings
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"If my life was a book, I would rip out those pages and now, here I am, scribbling the very few first lines of this new life. I will write my own dest..
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