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Oct 2018
It's a ball of tangled yarn that I just can't figure out
I need to untangle it before my time runs out.
What if my "what-if's" come true?
I can't sleep because the threads twist and constrict
I just don't know what to do.
rebecca
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rebecca  17/F/AR
(17/F/AR)   
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     Sylph and Carrie Crusoe
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