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Nov 2018
When I was 16 I was happy.
Dancing around,
having fun in the summer.
Imagining the future to be something sweet.
My dreams were vast.
My hopes were taller than cliffs.
I was having fun.

When I was 21 I was lonely.
Wasting around,
sleeping through the summer.
Remembering the past as being something sweet.
My dreams were undecided.
My hopes were scattered all around.
I was tired of crying.
Morgan Mercury
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Morgan Mercury  23/South Carolina
(23/South Carolina)   
     Carrie Crusoe and Morgan Mercury
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