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Jan 2019
What is left now you ask?

Just a whole lot of facing your absence.

Just a whole lot of accepting your cowardice.

Just a whole lot of knowing I'm better off.

Just a whole lot of breathing in back my freedom.

Just a whole lot of letting go.

Just a whole lot of giving in and up.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
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