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Dec 2014
As soon as I knew I was losing someone I loved--
Knew that things would never be the same--
I numbered the days
And made every one count.
I was there,
Laughing more,
Listening more,
Loving deeper than the time we had before.
Because making the most of the time you have
Makes the time afterward more bearable.
Reflecting on 2012
Kelly EC
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Kelly EC
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   Sherri Haynes-McCoy, r and Timothy
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