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Perfect Life I pin my hopes and dreamson a cork-less boardand watch them fallempty and unfulfilledto the floor belowTime after time I wonder,was there a hiccupin my biological make upconvincing me to believethings that will never be?In my mind’s eye is a vistaof a life of perfectionOne I am meant to be livingBut it neverContinue reading “Perfect Life”