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May 2020
I have stumbled and fell,
More incidents than you could tell.
Within this journey of my life,
I have felt and I have seen,
The strangest things there've been.
There are many things that I've done,
Many roads, down which I've gone,
So I know most
          ins and outs
Of how to deal
               with all the doubts
With all the pain
With all cold walks in the rain
With all the heartbreaks
With all the trust that loving takes
With the weeps of my mother
And the anger my father
And the worry of my brother
And the fools that act a clown
And the times that I'm pushed down
And every single look they give
When none of them try to live,
The life that is the life of me
For it's not so easy to be,
Sympathetic.

All of this has made me age,
I hope that it's the final page,
This book of life,
With all its strife,
With all its pain,
And all its love,
Has made me age.
To my hairs that are grey
And the tempest at my bay.
Shadow
Written by
Shadow  Purgatory
(Purgatory)   
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   Yann
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