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Sep 2020
Is it a distance?
Can all of this be just a way to move forward.
It seems to be just one place, one circumstance.
Will take my life through to a goal?
How many accomplishments can I get out of myself.
Will there be moment I can live through and know that was what my meaning was?
To the reader, doubt will not be the answer.
My cookies have not been good lately.
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Celestial  24/F
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