"LIT THE SNUFFED"

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I recall the moments when I slept;
Tears running down my pillow as I wept;
I found it so hard all the pains to the depths;
Bounded by sorrows all the joys left;
Indeed I found nobody to believe;
Despite all these, it was hard to get a relief;
I saw myself peeping in the mirror;
All I could see was "me" hiding like a sniping terror;
Nevertheless I removed the "hid" in the lead with no fear;
Then I was embraced and beloved, all the guilts and shame disappeared;
Indebted to thee for the change, cause now everyday seems to me like a new year;
And I see myself in the glass crystal clear.

Sincerely - Francis Mossang 🙏

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