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Nov 2018
I almost followed you to the end of earth
Loving you was like being in love with an enemy
I endured the fire and ice from your hearth
Diagnosis:  internally charred and frozen from your remedy

And now I'm left with the weight of the world
That you laid upon my broken and worn wings
August was my last flight as our lives unfurled
Seemingly left adrift on treacherous raging seas
Written by
B Nelson  44/F/Washington
(44/F/Washington)   
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     ---, Bridjitta and Em MacKenzie
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