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I wish we could have been the kind of people
who pushed through their problems,
the sort who forgave and were resilient,
the ones who could really talk
— like the folks who hold on
to a sort of undying loyalty,
like something forged, something solid,
always on track,
something that could handle fire
and frost — could handle drought and pestilence,
ride out fear and smile through poverty,
conquer sickness, and fly high on…



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