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Jul 2019
I was afraid to speak your name
When I do, bad luck is called
But this feeling will no longer be Contained
Even if it is just for a minute
Let me just feel, be, and say
I am, Happy.
Toya
Written by
Toya  34/F/Philly
(34/F/Philly)   
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     ---, Serendipity, Joseph Miller and Sue Huff
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