The weight of my own ambitions
The expectations of my own people
A short memory of the glorious past
And a cruel present
Everything is there in front of us
Our creation
the very ghost
is stealing every moment of our life
Save yourself
Stab the ghost
Liberate yourself
Be free!
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This space about my way of seeing the things around and within.
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