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Aug 2016
everything is temporary
i think to myself momentarily
as i stand and watch the river's flow
like the blood
in my veins
but no longer yous
and i ask myself
"where do we go?"
but i sigh in relief
and smile to myself
because for you,
there is no more pain
Addison René
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Addison René  28/F/Baltimore
(28/F/Baltimore)   
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   The Calm
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