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A reflection of the past, composed and mixed during my 7-day covid quarantine. Time ebbs past, As anguish holds fast. Without you I’m filled with remorse, For you are my one driving force. As the season turns, My heart still churns. I’ll leave my sins and remorse, Heading on a different course. The purpose of composing this piece is threefold: it served as an expression of faith and emotions, a…
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