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Jan 2018
Every time I look into this site,
it’s like a piece of my soul stares back.
Right now it’s all just so black.
But seeing that, it gives me hope
that someday I’ll learn to cope
or maybe, just break free altogether
and fall lighter than a feather.
But for now, I stay here
trying to become the next Shakespeare.
I doubt if I’ll make it
but i know the trip will be worth it.
Criticism is welcome.
Will
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Will  M
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