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Feb 2020
I fell by the side.
Far past where the dark cuts the light.
Weighed down by my resentment.
And persuaded by my anger.
"Its not too late" i hear them say.
So i try to find my way
But sadly, light rarely shines this far way.
Written by
neverknowsbest  39/M/Conn.
(39/M/Conn.)   
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