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Mar 2016
Maybe they were never meant to be reached,
and all this time my mind has been clouded?

What if everything I desired,
wasn't my real need?

I've just been afraid,
afraid not to follow my dreams.
Who knows what the future holds?
Poetic Artiste
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Poetic Artiste  32/F/Boston
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