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Jan 2018
Hundred times in life,

I swallowed my pride,

Just forsake rid this strife,

and I won’t take any bite.



They change,

We not the same,

Pointing finger & making excuses,

While me – hold the trigger & abandon abuses,



I awakened as a lone wolf,

rely on self acceptance & master the movement,

too far from things to get involve,

less talk & do more self improvement.
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