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HATE HEALS
Surprises come everyday
some small
some large
Then there was you
---
I tripped
and dropped
you on your head
I tried to pick you up
but didn't know how
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To this day you hate me
To this day I let you
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Because I am old
and wiser
I realize
Sometimes hate heals
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You need it to make
your world right
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So I sit here tonight
...Monday 16th January 2017 4:25 am
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