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Aug 2018
Every bump she felt
brought her closer to her destination.
She drew a deep breath
as she left the bus station.

She looked out the window
to the things she knew.
Everything would be different
all with a changed view.

As the bus departed
all became smaller and smaller.
The colors became bleak
and the bus walls grew taller.

She knew it was to leave
for it was her time.
These next life steps
she was ready to climb.
Crystal Freda
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Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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