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Mar 2016
Heart had been rended into a void.
Something ghastly.
A change had occurred, and the liberty ahead was suffocating.
This was a hurt, a reeling, preceding an exceedingly painful bout of shaking and the occasion of its call was not you at all.
Quite the opposite, actually.
You were the lofty feeling before a fall.
Tristan Huntington
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Tristan Huntington  Huntsville, AL
(Huntsville, AL)   
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