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Dec 2018
If i could find my soul
I'd ask if it would grow
And free me of this body
That always finds misfortune
Sometimes I wish I was alone
More alone than you can imagine
Sometimes I feel so much sadness
That not even tears could ration
Sometimes my thoughts are not passion
But bleak ideals
That take hold without asking
Sometimes I wish it was only
Sometimes
But sometimes is forever passing.
Pat Lynett
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Pat Lynett  29/M/Ontario
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