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Grace, kindness, empathy; Softness you never can quite touch Making supple of razor corners I forgive you For anger is heavy and the world too cruel to hold your ego in my heart I will not un-live you Shadows of un-answers will always dress my boughs like Christmas morning But I hope one day this sets you free
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Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
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Grace, kindness, empathy; Softness you never can quite touch Making supple of razor corners I forgive you For anger is heavy and the world too cruel to hold your ego in my heart I will not un-live you Shadows of un-answers will always dress my boughs like Christmas morning But I hope one day this sets you free
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Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
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