Samantha Serrato Poems

I´m not walking away, I'm being late.
I'm not ignoring the precious teachings that our elders sowed in our hearts neither am I rebeliously following one of many earthly desires.
I'm not cutting off the strings of brotherhood that attached our porpouses together.
I'm not making stupid decisions in order to call the attention of those who worry for the sick nor the attention of those who nose around looking for a story to feed from.
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There are people who grow into one,
One is people who grow into others like weed or undergrowth,
Trying to find a path towards the light.
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