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“Gone is that pain Gone is that agony The wounds are still there subsiding all anguish; You get a bite of the culprit, again the fierce emotions are on but the understanding is more, compassion is more What they made you feel can never be deleted though it'd faded More light is in your way, go hold on to that”

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