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I lay awake, taunted it seems, By memories long dead. Faces and places clear in ink, Waiting to be read. Why hold onto this now lost dream, Filled with hurt and pain. Instead I walk into reality bright And maybe love again.

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Tasman

For You?

Written by

Tasman

Published

May 14, 2017

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Notes: Goodbye and Hello. I like this reality a lot.
Tags: #healing #love #forgiveness #moving #hope

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