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Jan 2016
As the air left my lungs, I new this was the end. As I laid there starring into the sky above my ceiling I knew that I was happy with the choices I've made and that life would go on for those who weren't me. I knew this day was coming, the water was drowning my lungs and as I was drowning I saw a light that was so white I thought I was going blind, but then I saw his face and I knew we were meeting again for the first last time.
Rachael Judd
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Rachael Judd  South Carolina
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