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The difficult life of being an Immigrant.


Crossing the border is

an experience of pain and fear

something that not everyone dares.

 

A dare that there are only two destinations

come out alive or die,

or get out alive with disastrous experiences.

 

Experiences that just yourself can tell it,

other who can understand, but not feel it,

other who make a joke with that.

 

People can't understand simple things.

things as be an immigrant is not bad,

be immigrant doesn't mean anything bad.

 

Being immigrant means to get a new life

it's mean to have new opportunities.

it's mean to work hard and be better!

 

Being in another country is a new life

the language, the people, the places and etc,

it's new for us, something unknown.

 

People look at us as if we're a weirdo.

but, we ignore it and keep going

because we're here to find a better life.

 

Nobody will sink us and feel less.

everybody is equal and all of us are humans

we have felt like everyone.

 

 

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