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1 Year

It’s been one year since I still have a slight wince But problems finally normal No longer labeled a criminal I glow with patient reservation With a stony smile I go on my run Damaged yet able to love deeper Yearning to better dote the next her I count life’s ticks with more admiration I have one more chance to have a son The second chance will not be spoiled My heart is finally ready and well coiled As long as I have air to breath I will recreate my soul’s creed

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