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May 2018
I fell through the air,
Not once did I hit ground.
Headache corrupts my heart,
And pain into safety.
Dark light up my feelings,
And demon hold me so tenderly.
World slapped out by greed,
Complied by smiles of strangers.
Carry me down the mountain
And save my soul below water.
Tear struck by the lake of grey,
Scattered with wilted leaves.
Be patient with me, darling
A thousand days and the moon will shine.
Chelsea Quigley
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Chelsea Quigley  21/F/Waterford
(21/F/Waterford)   
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