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May 2015
I am
Only a shell
Of who I was

But when I look at him
Though I hate him
Something
Sparks

A spark ignites my soul
And my walls come crashing down
Though I've built them as high as they'll go
This impossibility becomes a reality
Florence Maude
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Florence Maude
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