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What do I do now? My shackles are unlocked left to live what they call life confused and alone No bars except those I impose on myself Knowing what it means to struggle an expert on aches and pains that infect mind body and soul I'm told that it is my turn to take hold of the leash that has led my life thus far No hints to help me find my way or explanations of right and wrong just me and the intimidating world Am I expected to survive?

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