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Mar 2018
Thou my path I walk is bright
Sometimes I seem to forget and walk in the delicate night.
Darkness used to follow my shadow,
But now I walk with pride for I have fallen below.

Thou my path I walk is bright
Sometimes I care not for my tomorrow,
Because today be the day I burry my deepest sorrow...
The Guardian
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The Guardian  23/M/South Africa
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       The Guardian, Weeping willow, NuBlaccSoul and K
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