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Oct 2016
Every day is closer
To another December
A constant reminder
Of things to remember.

The date never passes
The time never slows
Each step towards tomorrow's
An unending road.

The calendar seemed
Not to mean much to me
Since you passed to shadow
Since you ceased to be
Sarah Spang
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Sarah Spang  28/F/Philadelphi, Pennsylvania
(28/F/Philadelphi, Pennsylvania)   
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