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Feb 3
Tired of nights spent wishing for something different.
It is what it is. This is the result of my decisions.
I hold myself accountable for all of my missed beginnings.
I'm on my knees, looking to the sky for forgiveness.
Written by
Ron  Michigan
   BR Dragos
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