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Feb 2018
I don’t really know

Where I need to go.

And I don’t really care.

I know that life isn’t always fair,

So what we all need to do,

Is live in the moment,

While it can last.


It’s been years since I first put it on,

but I think I’m finally ready to take off

This *****, Old, and Hard cast.

All I know for sure,

is that I am here.

Right now.

I am here, and I am here right now.

Even though you have been gone for some time,

And your still not here,

I’m alright with that.

If I ever want to see you,

All I have to do, is look in the

Mirror.

I see you in my eyes,

Your Blue, mixing with my Green,

To make a Sea.

I see you in my hair.

Your unruly and wild curls,

Are slowly over taking my box*-brown hair.

I see you, when I look over myself,

Your beauty, passed onto me.

I have your curves and  your looks.

You’re closer to me than I thought.

You never left,

Only hidden,

By my own pain.

Not until I discarded my mask,

Did I gain my knowledge.
Catrina
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Catrina  18/F/California
(18/F/California)   
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