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Oct 2015
If this all was made to be than is this silence made for me?
How many forever's does it take to last?
When we are forever,
and forever isn't meant to pass.
That's where I want to be.
If this all is just going with the breeze
Than who is to say you were not made for me?
Keelyn Mac
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Keelyn Mac  27/M/California Long Beach
(27/M/California Long Beach)   
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