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Jul 2015
Last year was so much different at this time.
We fought on what we wanted
And what you wanted obviously wasn't me.
You wanted freedom
And I gave you freedom
You didn't want words
You wanted actions.
You gave me chance
after chance to change.
But I've realized now,
Why I was so difficult then.
Because I wanted my freedom too.
Skye Mura
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