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the opposite is the only way to survive the world
After a nightmare I realized
Life is the worth a dream
You got a chance to be a kid go away it you I despised
I hanged on the cliff with a rope but I didn't have a team
So a boulder became a friend
The boulder became word
Words came from the holy book
Holy book lead me to god
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muizz (Mark)
Im a seventeen year old who had a passion for writing since the 4th grade I thought it was going to take me somewhere seeing that I was the only boy who couldn't play sports who was born with a soft soft voice and remains misunderstood I have spent my childhood trying to escape every comer of it yet still I have gotten nowhere I still have big dream like making children's dream come true and going to America
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