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All That Remains**E**ach day melts into the / next and I am stuck here / wondering where all my

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May 21, 2013

May 16thMay 16 / I bit into the apple’s core one last time before / tossing it out the window. It was just before sunrise

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May 17, 2013

SpellboundLeaving those trusting eyes— / was indeed the cruelest act I have / ever partaken in.

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May 18, 2013

SurvivorFrayed after many rains / the knotted rope struggles to hold its own / like a wilted fern before the first frost

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May 18, 2013

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