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Aug 2016
Fleeting shadows
My mind grabs at them as they flit past,
But it comes up
Empty

I can't be gone of you, can I?
When will you give me peace?
What more must I do?
What have I not given to you,
Wholeheartedly?

You rip my heart and poison my dreams...
So seldom remembered,
And I must remember the ones with you?

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   Jennifer DeAngelo and Sierra
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