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Dec 2014
My hand reaches out, infinate light.
My soul soars, takes to flight.
My dreams no longer
My thoughts no-more.
My heart free from pain.
My insanity sane.
My addictions past ways
My soul destructive ways sedated,cleansed
My inner peace, away from harm.
My i feel, i have died.
My heavenly father in you i abide.
My gratitude,
My thanks I was not left denied..
VERY DEPRESSED AT THE TIME
Misschivious66
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Misschivious66  Perth Western Australia
(Perth Western Australia)   
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