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Awaken - Poem Awaken The soul of mine awaken, The creativity of mine is awaken, My heart feeling the pain Of this ongoing world. I just thought, Why was I born? To live or to die, And grow like an inevitable pain Or to cry? The soul of mine is awaken now, To find the purpose for the life, To grow from inside out, Neither to live nor to die, To search for the knowledge Which has died. Not in the world, but in humans, Who lost their humanity For no purpose, They are awaken. I just thought, what am I supposed to do? Grow the humanity, Or to cry With my soul or to die?