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Jan 2021
How can we all say we sit down with a broken heart?
Sitting alone beneath the chest, heart filled with remorse and bruised pain.. shameless to say I am writing to you here in the now superhumanly with no ego..

We sit alone in the fire with one soul, sharing plenty yet life we fill with marvelous daydreams gives us seven soulmates.. we sit alone wounded and wondering "who do we checkmate?"
sitting alone beneath the chest, heart filled with remorse and bruised pain.. without it we lose some, here alone we gain.

Now never shall I ever say hearts will ever be filled with pain.

Looking into the moons eye,
and imagine how she felt when the first man landed on her. yes, I believe the first woman was the moon as we all dream for men to be our sun.

he leaned over, marked and flagged his pain.
a fraud to the Americans
I'm a proud Canadian I deserve to say.

Took a Tour around the universe
take a glimpse at what I see
look you have Chiron.
in constant hurt of thee.

Because of what we see is literally nevertheless... Always remind yourself life is nothing but a huge test

No depression
No obsession.. again I never bothered with the less
try going to sleep with a broken heart

now here, mark my test...
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