Just beautiful..Reading all over again

– I recall, (one day) hearing a voice: Saying, it didn’t know what love was It spoke of it as a child. – No Choice! In all, it paused to ask about its birth With such anger, frustration and hurt ‘Madness’ to overwhelming sadness Too clearly. Hunger was its only fuel How humiliating was to […]

via .Voice. — Ricardo Sexton

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