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Jan 2016
We all learn
Not to be certain way
Yet there are precious moments
In my day
I just want to clasp
With all my strength
And not give a ****
But u learned right
They all jeer
Not to do that
And that moment passes
And I am left clutching the air
So I nod like I always do
And go about my day
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
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