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Jun 2019
i was searching high and low,
for a sign
to stay or go?
shrink or grow?
think i know why they say that life is not for the faint-hearted.
i stopped before i started,
disgraced and then discarded.
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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     Bogdan Dragos, Khoisan and ap
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