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Nov 2020
Don't want to go back
To before I met you
Tell me there is no need
To dig up old wounds
Long gone history
A place I have been
Where I felt lost and weak
Trapped in my own skin
You helped me shed
My layers of doubt
Which strangled my senses
I realize now
Thank you for being
A beautiful mind
A treasure of hope
In this enduring life
To my wife
Flatfielder
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Flatfielder  M/Canada
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     Eshwara Prasad and coulorfulSmoke
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