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Jan 2016
It was to heavy for her for lift, or for anyone to really lift.
She couldn't keep her thoughts straight in her head, so just had non at all.
The hours went here and there and she could care less what day it was.
To come back to when words don't seem so bitter
Kristin Kepner
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Kristin Kepner  Portland Oregon
(Portland Oregon)   
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