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Nov 2023
When the hurt becomes real
No calm of inner self
Right or wrong
Taste the bitter pill

When stones are thrown away
Everlasting ripple
Every beat reads
Speak words of today

When times behind are black
returning empty cracks
Love of life
Past never comes back
Written by
Julie
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   Ken Pepiton
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