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Sep 2015
The unknown is the hardest to get through.
Why?
What happened?
When did things fall apart?
What did I look past and not see?
It is clear to me now, there is no victim in this game.
Only two people who are in so much pain.
Two people too willful to give in.
Kendra Stocklin
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