poem
for oneself
I remember that in my
There is a great pain.
a stormy past,
that I face.
inside my
I ask for strength to my heart
to start and OK
situations who want to placate my life.
I am beating the more big obstacle,
the death of my father,
that has been my most big pain.
every day I wake up,
thinking that today will be better than yesterday.
that my fate as construire,
with a great value.
because only a winner exceeded,
the problems of life.
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