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Jan 2016
Through the blistering fires and the piercing wounds. I stand before myself. I lay in the depths of all emotions. I rest my head on the thought of being something else but maintaining myself. I've seen the inside of every lie and truth I've ever told. I have heard the noises I made and the effects they've caused. I have finally found what I've been longing for. I have found myself at last.
Matthew Mckenzie Goldsmith
Written by
Matthew Mckenzie Goldsmith  Washington
(Washington)   
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