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Nov 2012
With all this bad, there must good
Or so I have understood.
I have been through so much pain,
But where is all I should have gained?

God of Fate, such cruelty,
Filled with hate aimed right at me.
No gold under this rainbow,
Just a couple feet of snow.

I know I have daftly erred,
I am righteousness impaired,
But for me to go through this?
Please, give me a deathly kiss.
Stanley Zakyich
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Stanley Zakyich  America
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