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Jun 2015
His words said permanent, his words said stay.
His words described forever, lacing their way through my head and heart.
But in the end he was too free-spirited and transient--
he was just another vagabond seeking shelter in the crevice of my smile.
"Words are free. It's how we use them that may cost us."
Hannah Jo
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Hannah Jo  24/F/Oklahoma
(24/F/Oklahoma)   
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