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Mar 2018
S orry for never being able to find the right words to say
U nique. Often too much
S ometimes stupid
A ngry all too often
N ever having known what it is to love
N ever having known what it is to feel it
A lmost slipping into the abyss

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S illy for thinking everything would stay like this forever
U nafraid of others' judgements
S marter now than she was before
A ll it needed was a night of sleep
N ot yet knowing what life has in store
N ot having looked at the bigger picture
A ble to continue on
Daisy Hemlock
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Daisy Hemlock  Portland, Oregon, USA
(Portland, Oregon, USA)   
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