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Sep 2011
And thus,
Mistakes were made
And the light,
Turned out.

Still,
Shining in the dark
Was her smile.

Next to us,
Sat our spirit,
But within,
Next to nothing.

Dreaming
the way things should have been
or wanted to be.

β€œNext time,Β€"
they said.
Next time,
It would turn right.

And in a way,
He was correct.
Thought out,
Planned.

It was beautiful.
And she liked that.
Written by
Emily Welsh
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