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May 2019
I won't lie,
There are moment I question my actions.
Wonder what I've done,
Who I've betrayed,
And I sincerely hope that it all works out in the end.


It's not destiny that I await,
And I'm no friend to fate.
I take these steps on my own,
Still finding my place in a world so cold.

When the dust settles,
You and I will finally see,
What has become of me.
Philomena
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