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Mar 2016
An image forms in a mind that sleeps
never willing to take that leap

Transgressions past that cling and claw
will this anger ever thaw

A burning desire that never fades
comes in many burning shades

The toll of holding on to hate
leaves the soul a fragile state

Forgive the past for you will see
the best of life is being free
William Russell
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William Russell
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