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Aug 2016
Break me or make me,
I am lost either way.
I am just a plaster
waiting to be molded.
I have no direction or courage,
To save me from my despair.  
I am the prisoner of comfort.
Shake me up,
I cannot stay.
Mazzy Ram
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Mazzy Ram  Canada
(Canada)   
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