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Aug 2018
each time i glance in the mirror
i am shocked
that there does not appear to be
a gaping hole in my chest.
i cannot see it
but i can feel it
because my heart
no longer resides in my body.
it is where it belongs,
with the light of my life.
she
is three hundred sixty-five miles away
Written by
faith autumn  17/F/NY
(17/F/NY)   
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