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Life's Sufferance

Clusters of turmoil latch onto every atom in my body at birth
The emotional agony lusters my body translating itself into my soul, making itself a part of my identity that I cannot escape
The inability to separate from this contract we call life is much too difficult to accept
I become adept in the art of life's sufferance
Draped in profound misery
Earth bound and withheld of true contentment...
This is my convent
Written by brownwidow (Susie13)
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