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Apr 2016
Dear Old Love,

It's time for you to go and
I'm not sad to say so.
You've lived here so long but
Now your time is gone.
I'm ready to say goodbye,
In hopes it will make you die.
I've cut part of you away and
I'm pushing you away each day.
I'll never look back so
I won't get caught off track.
So stop trying to change my plan,
I've found a greater man.
You no longer frighten me and
That has made life lovely.

~Daughter of the King
Jane Harper
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Jane Harper
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