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Mar 2020
Some day I'm sure this will all make sense to me.
someday I'll understand why things went wrong
There will be a *** of gold, you'll see
You'll know I was right all along.
You must have the dark in order
To appreciate the light
So now it's the battle
Tomorrow I'll win the fight.
But forgive me for saying this out of turn
Because it's taken me forever to learn.
But this feels like a big clusterfuck,
Or Just some one with a shot load of bad luck.
Wendy Buckley
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