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Becoming Poetry
Demented but contented
Having lived repented
Having loved and lost my mind
I left it all behind
But what I learned the hard way
Turned out true anyway
In the end the best of me
All that is left I find
Quested through the rest to get
Here now that this is it
Transcending at the end of
It to find it was love
Through me coming true to be
Becoming poetry
Steven Curtis Lance
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