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May 2020
To him who has made
mockery
of my existence his routine,
I say thank you.

To him who has scorned
my dreams,
relegating her to the very foundations mother earth,I say thank you.

To him who has derived pleasure
posing a living blockade, in my way.
An everlasting thorn in my skin, an ache in my heart. Mày you be  enriched.

For the blessings,
measures of wisdom
and experience you have procured for me, I thank you.

You posed a barrier,
yet you are a stepping stone.
You created a hedge,  it is my wall of challenges, now. A distraction, which has set new focus. I thank you.
What did not **** me made me stronger.
(F)   
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