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Mar 2018
To honour
           ourselves
      we must exist.

For without
             purpose
       of being we are empty.

But life is the
                aspiration,
       for we only endure one.

Live it without
               the shackles
        of others, we alone are free.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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