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Willing spirit, weak flesh
Am I really alive?
my relationship with my daily toil
Stunted, Oppressed
by fears of maybe and what if?
the man I portray to the world,
The man that I really am…
Falling apart like a marriage long dead.
Divorce papers on the counter, just waiting for the final word.
The man I am
The man I decide to be
Always at odds with each other
The desires of my ...
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