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Apr 2015
Warmed skinned
Heart of gold
In between the young
And the old
Passion burns like fire light
Within this cage I learned to fight
Life broke me down with loss
With choices
I built back up with steel
With voices
I've carried on through tears, decisions
Tender is my new found vision
I'll help you too if put to task
All you have to do is ask
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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