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Sep 2017
Respire,
I'm made of Fire.
From the soul
To the flesh.

Then In turn the soil,
Any who breath leave -
A timer, we're set to spoil.
So I won't walk with hesitation.

I'll live life without reservation,
Follow the brick road I chose.
My life's mine not a Gamble
Neither a game i can't lose.

If I chose right
Turn to what's good,
Turn to the light
I won't bruise.

But past hurt
And present optimism fuse.
The futures bright
But only if fate and ourselves
Choose right.

Burn and burn brighter
Learn and become a fighter.

Fire,
Life's Fury fueled
From respiration.
Live and don't burn out
Before expiration.
"Fire in Your Breath"
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Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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