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Jul 2015
How is it
that I can always sense
From days before
When I will see you again-
Just on mere intuition.
It's as if our hearts are drawn to each other
And yet , ironically,
are always forced apart.
Rachel Saliba
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Rachel Saliba
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   Camron Elliott
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