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Purpose

Was a daughter 

Am a sister 

Became a mother 

Evolved as a lover

Now my purpose is 

Null and void 

All for nothing 

Yet worth all and more

Lonely, Fragile and heartbroken 

Closing another open door

I am 

I was

Became and went 

Into a brick wall 

Straight roads bent

Turn a corner 

Destination unknown 

Born into a life 

Life into I've grown 

Forfilled to empty

Empty and unforfilled

Cups runneth over

Has my purpose been instilled? 

 



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