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Jan 2017
You left me the way I was,
In the middle of nowhere.
The back of beyond,
And of course you didn't care.
It took me ages to come out alive,
I've brushed with death,
And survived.
So no matter how hard you push me,
Down the hole,
Or off a cliff.
*You'll never hurt or destroy my soul
**** those haters and the people who let you down, You must never give up. If you do they win and you lose. And who wants to lose?
Max Vale
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Max Vale  M/Somewhere
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