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Defying Fate Conversation with a friend

In my pocket I don't cry as much as I used to I'm well dimensioned If I'm not getting beaten or I don't have to hear the Screaming or the Crying or the Yelling I'm a lighter shade of brown Expanding knowledge Grass Meadows Clear Water Fish Swimming A house of sky Blue with a Red barn all trimmed in white Hands holding supporting hands I am told the light is brightening leading to understanding I am here to Create They can not kill me nor those who are open to defying fate

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