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I've already lived what was before
survived the reality of the past

Why would I choose to return to fear
(so close by my side, as it always is)

I've lived and cried the hurt and dread
It has sat in every single pore of me

Deciding on a future not yet experienced,
I'll head toward my 'once tainted' dreams

Carrying only, a reminder of my former self
and eyes that see hope and promise

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