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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 295

No words remain

No train of thoughts

All actions discovered

Battles fought

Perched upon a lonely hill

Reflecting on my knowledge

Memories stand still

A meaningful life

One shared and known

With doubt looming

Forgiveness finally my own

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