Time is my ally,
Revenge my enemy,
No time to waste.
It came to an end,
Violet and short,
Abrupt to be precise.
It almost ended,
I have a dream,
My daughters and mine.
Never meant to be,
I am moving on,
Need to find my niche,
Living and writing.
A Poem by Thelma Migue.
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