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Sep 2019
Sometimes I get lost in what is good and what is bad;
what is the bad and the good.
Everything in life requires a balance.
but when will fate allow us?

Or will fate rip that apart?
The way that fate has ripped my heart.
Confused by what fate wants for me,
So I might take Fate by the throat and create my own.
Written by
S B Yerns
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   Bogdan Dragos
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