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Oct 2011
Swirling,
so uncertain,
so cold, alone,
unknown
and yet,
once I knew
of arms so warm,
of life so carefree
where you, and me
we wandered through our days
without a glimpse of pain
and now all I know
is how little I know
about us.
Stephanie
Written by
Stephanie  33/F/Canada
(33/F/Canada)   
664
   ---, --- and Jurgen
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