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Jan 15
I look back on this journey
and try to make sense
I try to find a lesson
along this iron fence
you've built between
my heart and mind
I can't lie to myself;
you were kind
and when times were hard
you held my hand
But I can't help it
Your pain is now a brand
I sit here
trying to find meaning
when there is none
to be had
Written by
idli  21/F
(21/F)   
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     BipolarBear, Nemusa, Khoisan, rick and Liana
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