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Sep 2019
Found my peace after twelve years
A life I will not get back but now I can move on
Anger, regret, have no hold on me
Today I start anew
For now I know what I am
True bliss feels hard to describe
Solace in the fact that I must die
And begin anew.
To recognize fully what one needs to do.
Written by
Carlos Iglesias  32/M/Western Mass
(32/M/Western Mass)   
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