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Nov 2017
you never know
when the last time
is the last time
you think
you have time
but you don't
and even if they're sitting right across from you
you look at them and know
you will never talk to them again
that those words you last spoke
will be the last they will ever hear from you
whether you like it or not
the last time is the not the end
Written by
Caitlyn Tierney  16/F/VA
(16/F/VA)   
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