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May 2015
I can't cry anymore.
I've lost every counted hour of sleep.
No words can form any sensical sentences.
I'd go weeks without talking if you'd let me.

I don't know where I've gone but I know its not here.
KAT COLE
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KAT COLE  Sacramento
(Sacramento)   
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