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Oct 2012
Yet another sleepless night in this cold, empty space
What other option do I have but fall right into place?
Full of memories and truths that never seem to end
Despite how much apart of me wishes I could send
Each little fragment of all those times far back into my mind
I suppose it's meant to stay this way, but trust me, I am fine.
Lydia E
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Lydia E  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   Emanuel Martinez and Andrew
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