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Mar 2014
I know I could be unkind,
but it's not my frame of mind,
to be that way.
in things I say.

I just walk away from those,
who laugh at my ragged clothes,
but they should know,
it hurts me so.

Vengeance is not part of me,
so I just let some things be,
I walk away
from hurt each day.

Revenge is not sweet at all,
it is more bitter than gall,
so I forgive,
live, and let live
Written by
G C Poulos
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