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Jun 2019
I am proud of who come to be
I’ve walked on nails , but they didn’t puncture my heart
I’ve walked on coals, but didn’t dance for the devil
I’ve walked on egg shells that broke, but I carried my yolk
I fell down, but climb back up
I broke down , but I fixed my broken
I got lost, but I found you all.  
Thank you
Eva Rushton
Written by
Eva Rushton  Nova Scotia
(Nova Scotia)   
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     Joey and Bryan Ferry
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