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Jan 2013
Under the bus
Into traffic
Out the window
Into the sky
Into the world
Without a care without a thought
Of how I felt
Of the effect
On a small child
Knowing nothing else
Exposed to nothing else
I get it
Times were tough
But I'm still reeling myself in
I was lost
Hidden on purpose
Living with nothing
In the negative
But living none the less
It took a toll
Suffering beyond my means
Bouncing back
Learning
Adjusting my perspective
Forgiving
Now sharing
Fighting battles worth fighting
Ignoring all else
Time has been wasted
Years lost
Always something gained still
Useful somehow
The pieces will fit I just want to know how now
Judy iron
Written by
Judy iron  America
(America)   
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   Aditya Bhaskara
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