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     AS a child i hid behind a hidden mask
    Not being able to face what my future held
    so I had to ask which made my life existance a very hard task
    a very lonely road hopeing and also praying that one
    day at last i'll be able to grow up and do away with my hidden mask of the past to dry my tears and end all fears and maby at last
    the peace of rest may come atlast that all this child will never be able to ask

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    shakespere commented on hidden

    05-25-2009

    must read poem which i had to learn about the hard way in lfe as my mother found out im write this as dedication to her
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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