I was adopted and can remember it too,
I was three & my brother was two,
The horror of being taken away from our mom.
We left her sobbing. I tried to be calm.
Taken to a house of cribs and strange boys.
My brother and I didn't make any noise.
I kept on asking when mommy would come.
I couldn't accept it. I became numb.
Back then, my brother was all that I had.
I'd guard his crib as if I we...

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It is a rose in front of God,

freewill exercised with consideration,

the voice of serenity,

hope invoked by the flawless faith that loves gives us

The serene vision of a brotherhood that has no color,

language, borderline, age, nationality or creed

The unexpected voice of life that understands the sharp cry where sorrow sleeps;

the coffin nails, the falsehood,

the...

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Live every day like it was meant to be,
helping all those who want to be free.
Feel the warmth in a genuine smile,
a childish giggle can bridge the miles.

Surround everybody with happy ways,
bask in the heat of the suns warm rays.
A world of love and peace for all,
where we help the ones who trip and fall.

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I may be a dreamer of fanciful sights
but dreams are better than childis...

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