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Nov 2018
Changes are a guarantee,
nothing is forever, I see
the only constant is fear
the only truth is uncertainty.

I could cry like a little child,
I could scream my guts out
I will push with my body and soul
I will succeed in the name of love

Happiness is for those who persist
Happiness is a futile dream
Kissing and touching are real
loving and caring are to exist.

Now my only choice is to continue
walking this path, looking ahead
Hold my hand, don’t let me fail,
Hold my hand and I’ll do the same.
Romo
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Romo  M/Crestwood, KY
(M/Crestwood, KY)   
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