Transitional Me by CReese

Try as I might, I cannot seem to be Regretful of the things that I’ve been through A peacefulness has settled over me Now doors open for me to start anew Suffering I’ve been through matters no more I stand before redemption and advance The ship I’ve waited for is at the shore I only...

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