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True Self.

by gerry-aldridge

True Self. What do you do, When you do not want to be you? You have thought about inventing something else...pretending a lot did not happen. But, in the end, the only thing you will say as you die, Is, Was I free? So, I guess Albeit reluctantly at times, I chose me. Because when I die There will be no blame. And of course, Nothing more to see. But, I will absolutely not Regret thee.
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