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Mar 2014
You’ve been gone for too long.
Do you still remember me?
Release all my demons;
The residues of self-hate,
Exhale my problems:
No time to condemn
No time for shame
No time for penance …
Just forgiveness.

Embrace me with grace
Prodigal self
Written by
rita macedo  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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