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May

By: Raizes July 31, 2019

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May the Love make you stayand make you feel okay.May the Strength pave the wayand guide you through the storm.

For all my life

By: Raizes June 22, 2019

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For once, I just have to stand up and face my everything. Here is a poem for the depressed minds, about the depressed minds.

Fix

By: Raizes June 5, 2019June 6, 2019

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Don’t try to fix somethingyou can’t see.

Learning Inspiration

By: Raizes February 10, 2019

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I want to walk a thousand miles of dirt and sweat. To learn smiles.

On Picture Wall

By: Raizes December 29, 2018

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Things can go off-track at any moment. But off-track does not mean right or wrong. It simply means… either fun or sadness will come knocking on one’s door. How will we cover our wall of memory?

Hey, can you Stay?

By: Raizes December 13, 2018December 13, 2018

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Hey…

Ngọn đồi trong làn sương

By: Raizes December 8, 2018December 8, 2018

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Những đứa con bị bỏ lại phía sau mờ dần vào làn sương trắng. Ngày một xa dần. Xa dần. Đến một lúc nào đấy, chúng dừng lại, không còn cố gắng tìm đường về nữa…

Distance keeps it wronged.

By: Raizes November 11, 2018August 21, 2020

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There is a feeling I cannot obtain to see the world. There is a question opening my confusion. I was not invited to this world, can I leave this without any trouble? This poem is nothing but a sear observation of rain and a blink of an eye.