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What I´ve given before

is what they´ve thrown in the floor.

The more I walk

the more they talk.

Even if I do well

they would say I come from hell.

Others have just lived the same

but they´ve tried again.

Although it´s not valuable for them

it´s worthy for my friend

there my goal goes

it leads me to fight for my folks.

Poem written by: Roberto Hernández