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Nicole Oct 2014
I wonder how it feels to be chosen
Picked out from the sea like a shell
You are special. You are worth something.
I want to know how that feels.
I could die alone, unloved, and immensely happy.
But I want to look back and say
"Once for a little while he chose me"
Nicole May 2014
She sleeps soundlessly.
Surrounded by fluttering pages,
exhausted from living
countless lives
as she sat alone

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