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Mar 2015
No more talking about if you’re not good enough. No more trying to fit in. No more calling yourself fit or ugly. No more with fighting, no more sadness in the air. No more you saying you’re sorry. No more killing or abuse. No more pain or regret. No more break-in. no more *****, no more ******* up to people. No more trying to be someone you’re not. No more hater or betrayal. No more broken dreams. No more false advertisement. No more wrongly accuse. No more lying to get your way. No more judging or back stay in other in the back. No more torture, No more tracks and skid. No more false hopes. No more stupidity. No more jealousy. No more disappointment or paddy nets. No more, time has come to say No more. Time has come to Stan together as one. Time has come to stranger than we ever been. Time has come to probe that we can be more then what we put out. Time has come to Stan together and say NO MORE.
Rachel Gosby
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Rachel Gosby  37/F/Washington Park
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