Mariana Gorjão’s blog

For those who fought
And showed me another way
I thank thee
And fighting I remain.

In this world
A lot I have learned
But as I follow my way
I see many who have lost theirs.
I remember then,
The suffering in crawling
Lost in our own mist.
With thin chances of being found
For no one seems to see us.
As my time is short
And I feel the end coming
I can only hope
To have made some difference.