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Sep 2020
I can't say that I don't care
That I fell into disrepair
but it seems that I am there
and it really really is nowhere
nowhere thatΒ Β I want to be
holds no views I want to see
I need to find a remedy
I am sick and I am tired
of this life in which I am mired
I don't have to be admired
just want to have a voice for choice
is all I have ever desired
choose the way you want to live
choose how much of you..
... you want to give
don't try to always relive those partsΒ Β parts of you....
... that you decided to give.... away
at last
to the past
I can't say that I don't care
that I once fell into..... disrepair!
Keith W Fletcher
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Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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