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Looking at life, through a cracked mirror lens.
Unable to see straight, or even make sense.

Careful routines, packed with danger inside.
Just outside, all of the lines, you must ride.

Repairing the cracked lens, that you see through.
Is accepting yourself, and loving just you.

Receiving the greatest, gift in this life.
means stop all self judgements, they cut like a knife.

Honestly let go of things from your past.
Denying the lies, brings truth forth at last.

This life takes you no where, you don't want to go.
So buckle your seat belt, and enjoy the show.
Stephen Knox
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Stephen Knox  54/M/Norway
(54/M/Norway)   
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