I used to know him,
I'm not that he anymore.
I lost him somewhere in my trying.
He died holding on,
Then he was born in the letting go.
I found him again in the loss.
Now he is someone you'll never know.
R.L.J.
I used to know him,
I'm not that he anymore.
I lost him somewhere in my trying.
He died holding on,
Then he was born in the letting go.
I found him again in the loss.
Now he is someone you'll never know.
R.L.J.
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