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Jun 2014
I thought I was over you
but your words come unspoken,
your reflections like anchors
dragging me down.
cuz in order to love you,
I had to stoop myself down to your level
and say hello to your world.
but truth is,
I'm in my own little world.
traveling at my own speed
witnessing other things.
No longer can I stoop down
and live in your world
when I have my own that I'm trying to unfold
Patricia Vaz
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Patricia Vaz  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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