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Jul 2018
you were almost in my arms
but you fell too fast and now you sit heavy on my heart
one day to be reunited

you were almost mine to hold, to love, to raise-
but my dear, you were needed elsewhere

almost mine to love but, heaven loved you more so
he took you from me to keep for his own

almost mine, but you didn't want to stay here

almost, my dear.

almost.
Shanaya Young
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Shanaya Young  21/F/Lynchburg,VA
(21/F/Lynchburg,VA)   
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