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Aug 2020
A lost soul
Craving the ever-changing world
A part of me understood
The path less traveled was the way to go
I fought for my love of self and sin
I chose the way most wandered through

but now

I am refreshed
My spirit no longer chained
I am complete
I have a place called home
I am at peace
He who has created me
Calls me His own
beck
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beck  21/F
(21/F)   
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   Juneau
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