this time

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    this time

       This time I will not fall
              This time I will not cry
                     This time I will not die
                            This time I will Stand on my own
                                   This time I will not hide who I am
                                          This time I will live my life for my own
                                                             THIS TIME

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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