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Aug 2021
Something, in our past.
We all shame of without admitting what it is?

Something, in our memories, we keep hid.
Regretting the things that we did.

Something, we could have done to help someone.
But only regretting now cause of the trouble that been done.

Something, in our hearts, we all share.
And that's love, we try to hide concerning certain ones.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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