was the heartfelt cry, the one destroyed in seconds the soul.
Echo torn voice just grabbed the same nada.La
turned around so that no longer wanted to feel.
external voices were just a group of words without meaning, spun
powerful voices among were not one. Listened
with surprise every syllable highlighted while in his mind only strengthened
accentuation in every word he knew repudiation.
was not easy to spend a few hours with a feeling that they formed a century.
Yet inwardly silent, raising his voice, and first felt the sound was,
to spite others, wanted to silence him.
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