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Eternity 

Born with a cross to bare. 

Of a broken and bound body.

 Trapped in an unforgiving body that’s tormented its mind. 

Eyes seeing, but it can’t have. 

A heart aching for what it can only imagine.

 Of the burden will never be free. 

This cross to bare is me.

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Canadian with a passion for books and writing.

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