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Apr 2015
There is a time for everything
A time to give up.
A time to end.
There's also a time to be sad.
Right now is my time.
Wish me luck.
It's time to redo everything.
I'm starting over.
I'm getting happy.
The plane that I was supposed to be on landed.
And didn't burn to ashes.
Yeah, I might have missed the flight.
But I'm fine.
'Cause there's a new type of plane.
This new plane takes you.
Up.
Up to see the heavens.
The light.
People call it suicide.
But I call it life.
This is my time.
Wish me luck.
It's time to redo everything.
I'm starting over.
I'm getting happy.
~Rainbow Dash Loves Flutter Shy~
Adiac D'nalla
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Adiac D'nalla  Wisconsin
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