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Dec 2012
I knew I shouldn't have come this way
and then I thought about going the other.
In one place to think I stay
to stand in the cold that makes me shudder.
I know that warmth is right behind me,
down the other path ready to sooth,
but before me I could see,
the prize I had walked for.... the truth.
Written by
Luke Kurkowski
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