My inspiration needs to subsist, is seeking light in my dreams, fight to survive in this battle at the world of repressions, is a constant situation, it came from the monsters around me, they try to stop me, they try to cut the wings of my creativity, but I’ll don’t let then wins, they are not too strong, because are fakes, are liars, implanting a reality without the fantasy, killing individuality but not in me, I know to dream in all the colors, they make me see the rays of life that blinds the darkness and let me free.
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