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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It's sad to reminisce the memory of those who have long left our world without a chance for goodbyes.... I was left behind for an unexplainable reason to fulfill a task with a true purpose; and still walking and breathing I go on, gathering tiny fragments of stories never told by writers. Sometimes I tell myself," Why was I continuously spared?" " Why do I have to be the last one to leave?" Those answers will be given to me when I'll grieve, and close to death : I will hear them through the voice of the Lord. And instead of receiving comfort, I will generously give it... even to the enemy who once despised my honesty; and coexisting with everyone, I will uphold my ethical code and go forth, not cogitating the mystery of my unblemished identity. Many before me have achieved this by resisting change, not adapting to the new moralities dictated by society, but the result was too tragic and gruesome for all to accept reality; and as lepers with open wounds, they still indulged in pleasure, hiding their disease with canning lies and eloquent flair.... I would cut off my own hands, rather than share the unclean thing! And still walking and breathing, my arduous mission must be complete: neither ridicule nor contemptible looks will make me put my rod away! I'll stick to my convictions and move on to delight in another blessed day, and as bewildered as they may be, I refuse to be compassionate... they must understand the purpose of my birth, identify those works and deeds that give me worth, then the outcome wouldn't be short of a miracle; and ebullient as they appear, I suspect they will tremble!
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