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playing violin blocking out all of her sins until music stopped then looked into the mirror horrified past reappeared Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC…
CCCXCI
Sure I have been hurt Ground up Face rubbed in dirt Cheated Severely burnt Picked up what is left Moved on No way will I sing…
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falling clutching onto failures all the way down * Find More Poetry HERE * eBook | Travels With The Hermit Poet | Stories Of Human Condition |…