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Aug 2022
I am mighty
I am man
Running roughshod across the land.

I am strength
With no remorse
Like death upon a pale horse.

I am reviled
I am feared
I'm the pain that society has reared.

I am broken
I can't feel
All alone, and left to deal.

8/9/22
For all those out there who've ever been told to, "man up." For those who've been told that big boys don't cry, and for those who wonder why we act like animals when we're raised as such.
Mark Edwards Jr
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Mark Edwards Jr  33/M/Oregon
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