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Nov 2019
I’m at the edge of your sciences and religions;
Full of flaws;
When first I’m discovered;
I’m sharp and raw;
With age I grow dull and weak;
All but forgot;
But if fought for I’m all you’ve ever sought.
I can make you stand taller than the highest bar;
Make you brighter than any star.
I am love and I am yours.
Written by
Aaron Barden  38/M/TN
(38/M/TN)   
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