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Jan 2016
I think I am finally free.
I've spent the last three years imprisoned by the thought of you and me. I've dreamt of what our lives could be, what we'd name our first dog and I don't even know your middle name.
I'm finally letting go of you.
I'm finally ready to let my heart out of captivity.
I'm done being a slave to what could have been, what we could have been.
Madalyn
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Madalyn  USA
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