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Jul 2017
A lost soul sitting tense,
Still,
staring into the unknown,
all her problems flickering beyond her eyes
yet she stays silent,
the rare word,
one of positivity,
strong&driven always,
dedicated to the help of those seeking it
the care she shows; never ending
insecurities unseen to get through what really matters
family, at the center of every move
Love, strength & compassion the elements of her being
freeing the mind
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freeing the mind  Dublin, Ireland
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       grace anthony, -A-, Nyk and freeing the mind
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