I moved up here To get away from the heat And to experience White-Winter-Wonder... But it did not change The dark and the strange... Nor a life-time of Many a blunder. For years now, I've asked, "God please, what is my task?" Yet I've just seemed to get Worse and worse! I've lost my "place"... You can see in my face A woman who has somehow died... Somehow "cursed." So where do I go now? Cannot run from this thing That will follow me always Till I "get it"... And each day that I know... Each day that it grows... My salvation is trying to Forget it!!!Birth sign: Pisces
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