Treasure

Where some see trash I see treasure.

Where some hide pain and some seek pleasure

When life made sense and lemons weren’t squeezed

I was appalled by the notion that we weren’t meant to be 

I cried at the times when I died daily

When life got harder and I moved past the mountains.

I forgave and forgave until I could forgive no more

I’ve longed for this moment taking refuge and hoping to score.

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