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Oct 2015
So many months and nightmares later… and there he was.
She wouldn’t have recognized him if it weren’t for his shoes…
And she realized.
He was just someone who had changed her life.
And now he is someone who no longer has a place in it.
And it feels like calm, quiet acceptance.
The best kind of freedom.
Shay Petterson
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Shay Petterson  Logan, UT
(Logan, UT)   
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