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Nov 2016
When you reach that breaking point,
You are ready to exploit,
Due to a lot people who disappoint.

Ever if you are having a bad year,
The end is not near,
But the war on pain leads to fear.

Fighting for the right to bliss,
Even in the darkest mist,
But don’t use your fist.

Beat the hurt with your mind,
Following the righteous line,
And you will have a thought out design.

Find a way to peace,
And your problems will decrease,
And all stresses will be released.
Michael LoMonaco
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Michael LoMonaco  35/M/New York City
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