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May 2015
The nighttime never bothered her
It went hand in hand with solitude
When solitude was a friend.

Cold breezes
   Dewey feet
     Star-filled eyes

The nighttime never bothered her
Until the magic was snuffed out
With one lustful shout.

Frigid winds
  Numb feet
    Lifeless eyes.
For a friend. A strong woman despite everything life has thrown at her. Stand tall.
Megan Hoagland
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Megan Hoagland  Inside my notebook
(Inside my notebook)   
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