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It's a Small Matter

It’s just a small matter but it occurs often.
Little by little it breaks me apart.
That often turns it to a big matter.
It makes me down;
It made a lot of pain.
People would just told me to forget it.
I couldn’t.
I had enough.
I want to be happy.
Free.
Far away from that matter.
 
 

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