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Oct 2016
I search my soul, it's so dark and bold,
Carelessly shunning, those who seek entrance,
I listen but never learn,
I see but not think,
Forever I shall be branded,
One who quits when a situation sours,
And spoils like expired milk.
Hmmmmmm....
Francis
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Francis  24/M/New York
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