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Oct 2017
And on my quest I travelled far
It was feelings I sought out
With mud I covered all my scars
And I did not but scout

I didn’t wander past the trees
It didn’t cross my mind
I ignored the gentle tugging breeze
And somehow prayed that I could find

A way to smother this numbing ache
That was clouding up my soul
A simple breath was all I could take
I didn’t know I was a fool

And though I travelled farther
Than I travelled ever before
I ended up where I started;
Always wanting more
Ann Nicole
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