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Jan 2019
I wish I had the courage
The courage of the stump
to laugh at my problems
The way the stump laughs
at the woodcutter
I wish I had the audacity
to sprout and blossom
Even when life slaps me had in the face.
Written by
Clayton sachita
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     Fecundeity, P A R Á D E I S O S, Fawn, --- and ---
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