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Does anyone know any good poems about my situation?
I go to a thing where you read poetry, and I love to find a poem that is almost similar to me. Growing up I had a hard life, the parents separated, my mom had me at a young age and still wanted to party, i havent spoken or seen my father in a long time and I do not see the family more. Do you know any famous poem about this kind of situation? Please indicate the poem and poet.
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Carry On Poetry #1
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That is really good , it really hit home to me because ive been in the same spot…Life is a stuggle but you carry on because god put you here for a pupose…
The past is the past bro but live life to the fullest…great job you did something new arsome..