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Apr 2015
I write in order to replay
a sad day, relive a happy one;
loseΒ Β or gain,
I will win.
Or, die with those I lost.
Be with them at their last breath.
Teach myself
that inside, needs are better out in fresher air,
where pen meets paper;
no matter,what.
I am ok.
wordvango
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wordvango
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