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Feb 2022
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Lost again
Instantly
Dead to you
When
I have nothing to offer,
To give
Or to spend
And so bending
Not breaking
Descending
I tend
To forgive and forget
That you’re even my friend
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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