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Jan 2015
Open eyes because despite their sleepiness, my tears and horrid flashbacks keep them open
My uncontrolable shaking hands because maybe if they shake enough I can shake the thought of us out of my head

M.S.B
Molly Byrd
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Molly Byrd  Ohio
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