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Apr 2016
Fill in a hole
Cover it up
Conceal it with dust
It'll be there to stay

A thick layer of disturbed earth
Never the same
Try to hide it
It's there it once lay

A scar left behind
The mark of destruction
No healing or scabbing
Erases the wound cut deep in
**Never whole again
A hole is what it is.
No amount of time and healing
erases the memory of it.
Astraea
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Astraea
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   naΗ§Γ­, Eudora, Rapunzoll and ryn
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