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Jun 2018
Attachment,
Pull here and there, then lose control, often feeling like my mind is so absent.
It's really been too long since I sang a love song,
Was just that passing memory that's far too go.

Strings attached to me,
Still thinking hard about my own future. Trying so hard to be my own fortune teller just to see.
Set a new resolution for a new year begun,
Still fought many battles, still fighting them  right now. Why does it feel like I've already won.

Well honestly a changing had to come, sooner than later,
Cut through my own puppet strings  pulling me along to the grater.
Meet the new man you see in the mirror.  Don't blink on it  twice.
Daddy stay a little longer, I'm  feeling cold like a bucket of ice.

String attached, break your hold.
Someone rescue me. Look into the distance, a hero shinning amongst these shadows O'long and behold.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  26/M/Zimbabwe
(26/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Austin Ryskamp
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