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May 2015
This isn’t my life.
I’m just going through the motions until they get back.
Holding their place until they are done playing in mine.
One day we will trade back.
But for the time being, I’m stuck.
Being them.
Mable Erina
Written by
Mable Erina  Trafalgar
(Trafalgar)   
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