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Feb 2018
My life lacks without a purpose divine
and I try not to settle
but can't find time to try

I'm clueless to the canvas
I only know the corner
that I've already covered

I was hidden in decisions
but now I need directions, so
which way are we going?
Mitch P
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Mitch P  35/M/Philadelphia
(35/M/Philadelphia)   
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