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Jul 2018
it is so, so easy
to write about cold beds
and tear stained cheeks
yet, it is difficult
to write of memories,
                                       of thoughts,
                                                       ­      of happiness
the things that could illuminate city streets
so for now,
i will lay my head to rest
and come morning
i will write about the bright,
the stars that shine despite the night
MacKenzie Warren
Written by
MacKenzie Warren  20/F/Michigan
(20/F/Michigan)   
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     Leisa Battaglia, Molly and Wyatt
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