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Dec 2016
She looks in the mirror and sees her reflection
She turns to her friend and gossips for attention
She banters and cantors negativity
But her words are a poisonous activity

The Sun shines as she walks on her way
Beauty is everywhere but her vision is gray
The past is a weight that she cannot drop
Pulling her down relentlessly, it just won't stop

It's time to leave her baggage behind
A new destination awaits in due time
All she needs is peace of mind
And better days will soon be prime
Written by
Dave Scott  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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