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Apr 2016
I am the weight being slowly dragged behind you while you are walking so far ahead.
As the miles go on,
I just get heavier
And heavier.
Almost unbearable-
Until you drop me.

And once you drop me, I will lay there forever.
Samantha
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Samantha  New York
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