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Frays

Dancing on a common thread Lost are thoughts while on the edge A bitter sting An ego gone Conscience flooded Righting wrongs Heart overflowing Purpose no place Crawling from the bottom Emerged no disgrace The end the beginning Life has no plot Frayed at the end From lifes twisting knots

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Date: 5/30/2019 9:16:00 PM
Life oft beats one to shreds. Attacks one sleeping in their bed. Creeps it after midnight hours. To exercise its great powers.
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Book: Reflection on the Important Things