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May 2020
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I wonder where that leads to,
And just what does my touch do,
The veil that I can’t see through,
I’ll move it right aside,

I’m only gonna try it,
If I break it I will buy it,
Don’t care you tell me nigh it,
Is impossible, you chide,

Maybe I can make it better,
I’m always a go getter,
I’ll just remove this fetter,
Such I can’t abide,

That bend is calling to me,
The beauty that I might see,
I’ve just one chance to be free,
My heart will be my guide,

I don’t have any real plan,
To live throughout my lifespan,
Just want to know that I can,
So confident my stride,
Written by
Janet Doyle  50/F/Pennsylvania
(50/F/Pennsylvania)   
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     Ivy, Bogdan Dragos, --- and Aladdin Aures H
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