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Jan 2018
So many things have gone so wrong
This row of dominoes
That one by one would fall to the ground

If I tried to stop them
I would simply knock more over
And so I was forced to sit and watch
As one fell right into the other

Until one remained
This one last beacon of hope
Of which I focused everything I had on
And for a while it was enough

But like all the others
It was eventually knocked over
And I was left with nothing
But a row of fallen objects

I wanted to be upset
I wanted to feel some form of loss
For dominoes do not take long to fall
and once they were all on the ground
I had the chance to feel everything that had happened

But by the time the last domino fell
I was used to it
And it was just added to the list
Of things that won't happen for me
Meadow
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Meadow  15/F
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