The poem realy touches me, I am still in that green card jail...
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The poem realy touches me, I am still in that green card jail and what is killing me inside, is that after four years of college in Haiti, I find my self stock in this contry earning minimum wage and not even able to go back to school to finish my major or to start another one, I won't even talk about helping my family in Haiti.
I feel lost but afraid to go back home. It has been fve years since I left home, I miss home so much with all the memories.
It does hurt to live here without a green card. To all like me, I wish you strengt, God knows why it happens ths way.
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