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Jul 2015
They say in order to survive
a man made of sterner things
organs blood tissues marrowΒ Β 
Sadness hollow darkness sorrow
bones that break
and hands that shake
am I not meant survive?
Sterner stuff is not what comprises
I cannot take all of life's surprises
I do not think we are meant to just survive.
I want to live. Even then then, I need to redefine what it means to live.
Cowin Alan
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Cowin Alan  Denver
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