Here is poem number 1 (:
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Moving Along,
On the day of grace.
Choosing what's best,
It's a hard choice to make
I sigh and cry,
Asking for help.
For when I make my choice,
I have dealt the cards.
Life is now moving,
Moving along.
Will I go with it?
Will I stay in the past?
The choice is mine.
Make it the best...
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(c) RawrIsDinoLove
