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I was almost free, but you, you denied me everything. I wish it was easy to explain why I was never at ease, maybe the bitterness had gotten the better of me. I had never imagined it would be this hard we hope for for the best always, but we lose a part of ourselves while trying to make it, and almost living
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC
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I was almost free, but you, you denied me everything. I wish it was easy to explain why I was never at ease, maybe the bitterness had gotten the better of me. I had never imagined it would be this hard we hope for for the best always, but we lose a part of ourselves while trying to make it, and almost living
I hope I reach happiness and peace before I die. at least in my last breaths. - sw
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC
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