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Jul 2018
A loud cry with quiet eyes does no justice for the soul in need.
Evil cancers the spirit of the weak
Demons in defeat combat with the might of ten thousand men.
Our victory is within the hour.
“Pensai”
This poem describes in vivid detail my battle with depression and suicide but firmly reassures you I won the battle. And for anyone who can understand that place.  
It’s always darkest before dawn. You will prevail
Pensai
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Pensai  31/M/Florida
(31/M/Florida)   
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