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The Tears I refuse to shed
I’ve walked through Life & slipped on Strife. All along, as if I alone were wrong. Pain&Misery my Compass: from Beijing to Belfast. Never-Ending Fatigue, yielded by Lust&Greed. These-Tears of mine wish to roll-down my Eye. I hold them back, Pride is my Knack. Being the Subject of Comprise, I very much despise. Admitting that Continue reading