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Apr 2015
Dreams are pictures
that have not been taken
Places that have no been seen
Songs that have not been heard

Peace is waking up
and not worrying about
All the little things that
Could or could not happen

Love is a mystery
A blessing or a curse
You'll know if it's right or wrong
The minute the door closes

But, life is a choice
and living is a gift,
Do not take advantage
For tomorrow is never promised.
Alyssa
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Alyssa  22/F
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