The End

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The time has come ,
Where I must end this path ,
No more hums ,
Or unspoken spat .

This chapter of my life has passed ,
How disrespectful of me to not take this path .

Words left unsaid ,
Misunderstanding flood these floors,
Hatred a thread ,
The birthing of fools .

Yet better left unsaid .

A new chapter ahead ,
Fresh pages to write upon ,
Will history repeat itself again?
It's about moving on .

Let me close this chapter ,
With washed hands ,
The next will be happier ,
We're no more surviving quick sand .


25 February 23

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