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who will I tell my story?
who will hear it without crying?
who then will put an end —solution—
to it —my woeful saga,
without pitying my nature —life?
I need a breakthrough! but,
who will bowdlerize away the barricades
—obstacles— hinder me
to set my legs to the path,
leading to my promised land?
Lord! I have no one to look onto…

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