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Allow yourself to heal
You talk about the past as it defines you
I hope one day you look past the pain and trama
For there is a gift inside you
For the world to see
Your kind and caring personality
You are not a prisoner of your past
Your prison cell has always been open
It time for you to walk on through
And let the world in and all it has to offers you
Nothing is ever broken or beyond repair
It takes tim...
Monday 22nd July 2024 9:19 am
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