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Aug 16
Anxiety rising as I make it to the door.....like an eagle sitting on a branch and ready to soar
On to the next chapter on this journey to a better my life sure feels nice.... .I will take control and roll my own dice
As days go by anything I will try........I mean these words I say I will not lie
There are many bright lights and welcomed hands .....I can't wait to walk up those stairs .....the feeling I might feel will be like shooting off flares
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Tim Wallace  M
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