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::Fortunate One::
Maybe I am the fortunate one
Although I've always felt alone
Maybe my sorrows have been misplaced
No conrete on which to base
Maybe there are others
Who have experienced real loss
And I've been blind
To their dues and costs
Maybe my circumstances made me hard
The strength I thought I possessed
Was like scar tissue
Leaving me marred
I thought I was broken
Beaten and worn out
But with every sunrise
I wake without doubt
That I shall breathe
And ponder my life
Balance my walk
On the edge of a knife
