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A Poem Of Sorts ... Came To Me Lastnight


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I still find I will waffle a bit when tough situations come up -- especially now with what's going on in my family - I started to 'cry out' to god ... but no one was there and as I lay in bed --- here's what came so I penned it:

 

I cling to the remnants of the past

Even though it's legacy doesn't last

A name I once spoke with passion

Is now just superstitious magic

My life is mine to lead

To choose, to live and be truly free

I know my destiny now lies

In choices I must devise

Such a burden of responsibility

yet a privilege I gladly receive

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