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Oct 2011
Taking chances, not looking back.
Walking into the clear blue glass.
Jumping off of my safe, warm hill.
Learning more than I ever will.
Healing what has been so haunted.
Forgetting all the things that taunted.
All these things with one big question:
Where is love's beloved mansion?
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