{"sf1_id":2180279,"sf2_id":"Vm24Y7G1","title":"..resolve…","author":"Jiblits","words":83,"posted_at":"2024-09-19T05:49:56.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2180279-resolve","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm24Y7G1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/2f/ec/2fec4183-c77c-48f7-ae07-7c0633429eb8","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Behind my smile, there’s a past not worth mentioning\n\nThe scar is old, but the pain, still often, can sting\n\n  \n\nFriction by a moment, burns as bright as ever before\n\nFeeling the pain lacking any restrain, I sometimes want more\n\n  \n\nCalamity seems calm these days\n\nI really am happy, jus stuck in my ol’ ways\n\n  \n\nToo many proud to be wrong\n\nI won’t let that go, but I still try to get along\n\n  \n\nTo a degree\n\nFor what’s right, at least to me"}