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My life has been hard, this year was no different. Half way through I realized I'd missed it. From being comfortable and never alone, We were left without a home. In our car is where we stay
To take to their waters, Their minds they leave too veiled. They seek to be caged in their own tales. To fear for their daughters, And yet they pushed them free. Lives left to life’s great sea.
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