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I have risen above the storm while other men succumb to less no-one turns as I pass or nods in respect yet I have conquered foe they shall never see in their lifetime I have faced evil in the coldest of nights pulled another from the reaper's clutch where many accept I resist where many remain silent I question I shall pass into my eternal home as I arrived in this one identity my own dignity intact my soul clean as falling snow

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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