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    • Mar 29, 2017
    • 1 min read

LonesomeFreedom

I’ve torn my heart asunder in an attempt to be free. In seclusion I wander and wonder at: me.And I grow alongside the paths I seek.

With constant recollection of a past so bleak.

And now I may always do whatever I please!

The friends I once knew are cares in the breeze.

I can build new friendships with a careless ease…

As I grow alongside the paths I seek.

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