Forgive my life.
I hunted and collected,
I found ugly things and made them mine.
I left you a small box of treasures.
They`re strung together in aline of
Simple wishes.
And now the light moves in circles.
I see only gold.
And now my fright quietly dissolves.
I will hold my own.
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