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Jun 2016
I lay down begging sleep to come
But as usual my emotions came first
Thoughts of what we used to be, of you, of love, of everything hit me
It hit me hard until I was left with nothing but my ragged breaths to lul me to sleep
Enola Cabrera
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Enola Cabrera  16/F
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