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Jul 2018
No more by name, an identity crisis
Often lonely, left within my thoughts
Time seems to be ever so motionless
Happiness trapped in memories
I fight myself to see the next day
Needing to find my hope again
Gratefully disenchanted to have opened eyes

is wrong
C Solace
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C Solace  35/F
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