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Jan 2016
faces
Everyday,
I search through faces in memory,
only to find, that you are still not there.
You; the one who sees me for not who, but what I truly am.
a broken soul.
Katelyn
Written by
Katelyn  Vandalia, IL
(Vandalia, IL)   
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