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Feb 2017
I took a deep breath and
exhaled flames that put
my past to rest. I watched
my pages ******* and
burn down. I saw my past
become dust and ash in
a fraction of a second.
In a heartbeat it was
descending ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
278
   keaoss
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