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Dear Annie
You're on the hunt
Searching for the sign
To stop and rest
To finally resign
Is it worth it?
To keep running
Seeking the invisible truth
Never knowing
How it's been and gone
Ultimate precision
Costs everything every time
Whether it's a rhyme
Or your last line
Heartbreak and anger
As the family gets stranger
More distant and less real
W...
Wednesday 24th January 2024 10:08 am
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