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Oct 2015
This was a new place.
A new perspective of my out look on life it's self.
I stared out into the ocean of velvet sheets fluttering in the wind.
I jumped from the cliff in hopes of a kiss of softness.
Suddenly I met whiteness and forever fell in a abyss.
No sound.
Just a empty hole lined with my mistakes.
I should stop serving myself my mistakes for breakfast.
Allyssa Knight
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