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I am where I began

alone, to face the troubles.

Trying to find peace, with none to be found.

Hoping to find what I want;

No Luck.

Disconnected, left to fend for myself.

I must grow up, must find,

must feed, must search,

If only to keep myself occupied.

I must do for myself now.

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