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May 2018
Like an old friend from years ago, yet refusing to let go.
Dragging it along behind you from one day to the next.
  As its weight grows leaving you even more alone.
And yet it is this baggage that should be left on its own, as it is things that have happen.
  And if hung on to may blind you from things yet to come.
For baggage is not the friend you should hold on to.
Barry
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Barry  48/M/New Zealand
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