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Oct 2017
I spied a person my emotions told me I had lost
but it was the lifestyle I would miss
when I dug deep down and mined the truth
face to face with my better self
who sure could grieve, and why not
but things move on and when truth sets you free
there is no room for melancholy where joy lives on.
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nivek
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