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Nov 2016
Fate has led to bad luck,
Leading to feelings of being stuck.

Should it have been,
Or are we expected to win?

Whenever destiny has in store,
We must be ready for what’s behind the door.

Life is a mysterious puzzle,
Unprepared for the unknown struggle.

Instead of dwelling on the current pain,
Be ready for the soaking rain.
Michael LoMonaco
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Michael LoMonaco  35/M/New York City
(35/M/New York City)   
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