The Darkest Of My Dreams | Poetry

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The Darkest of my Dreams





Today I walked the streets,

Streets with crowds of people,

Crowds of concerns

And hundreds of sad faces.

Some of us share the wishes

Others share hunger and laziness

In these streets there is only sadness

There's no more, they've taken everything away from us.

We have lost strength

We also feel weak

But we are still us

Those who fight, Those who left.

Today Venezuela is dark

Full of deaths, Full of pain,

But tomorrow we will be free

Someday we will be Nation.

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Silverio Armando Linares Torres



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