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May 2015
She knows that I'm finding,
I know where's she's hiding.
There's something inside me that screams to her "keep fighting!".
It's been dark in here, she tells me.
A hopeless pit of hell.

But you can see who I am, and I'm breathing in hope. exhaling my fears and just when I thought that in this bag of skin there was nobody here, you caught me.
You brought me back home.
I thought id never know that the sun was so warm and the stars were so bright.

You're just what I needed, after feeling so down.
This whole world is mine and I know that now.
                      
You've been lost and confused, I can definitely tell.
And I'm glad that I helped pull you up out of your hell.
But now I ask of a favor, do the best for yourself.
Recognize your potential and seek into your dreams.
The possibilities are endless once you know what all of this means.
Preston Gearin
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     Mariana Ley Johnson, ---, vane and NV
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