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It was my joy

opening doors in my life

opening my eyes,so i could see

what i have never seen before.

 

It was my hope

showing the paths and

all the small ways

that i have never walked along.

 

It was my ..

but not mine at all

not here anymore

 

It has never been

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Jan 16, 2019
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