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Aug 2015
It's funny, oh, such a tragedy
The mind is in a horrible disbelief
The pain greets me at the door
And I'm forever lost some more
It shakes my hand and smiles so deviously
Breaking the boundaries of insecurity
Bedeviled by so many emotions
It's hard to find the key
And open up the beauty inside of me
Not so much worried with impression
But longing for the right expression
And cast magic upon the road unseen
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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