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May 2018
it is a long road,
you must be bold
ive been told
but nights are cold
and im loosing my hold

ive been before
many times
what wonderful place
the other side

every visit
adds a digit
another mile
without a smile

id like to reside
but terrified
if even to make it back
to the other side
does anyone really even live on the other side or is it a constant back and forth?
Written by
Scrap Metal  22/YUL
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