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Jan 2015
Four walls can't hold back the cries
The tears that soak you to your soul
Drenched with the pain of the past.
But there's always a light people talk about
The one that comes and goes
Hides it's face until it's found-
Discovered and ready for use
The light as we know it is hope
Just a tiny beacon of light it is
That shows people the way
Out of the darkness they've named home
Emily Ann
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Emily Ann  27/F/Las Vegas
(27/F/Las Vegas)   
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   --- and Pushing Daisies
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