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Aug 2018
I turned to a god to love me
   With love I don't deserve
There is a hole within me
I don't believe they heard

Self-loathing is a wicked thing
   It can sneak upon us
There is a hole within me
Please no one make a fuss

There is a voice inside our head
   Which can warp our reality
We must learn to fill the hole within us
With compassion, kindness and affinity
Daniel K
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Daniel K  London
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