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Friday, August 15, 2014

letters to myself

I've never done it.  I've never just been. I've never had it.  I've never even started. 
It's too late
It's too late
It's all guesswork
It shouldn't be
To start again
To start again
I wrote of the now
This is it
Inside 
Inside
I've never tried.  I've never believed.  I've never dreamed.  I've never seen.
I will
I will
I am I am
To listen.  To love
To fight.
I am.

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