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Dec 2018
I sit here
    In the calm
I'm numb
    I just don't know it
I didn't know the answer
    So I guessed
And it cost me
    My dreams now lie in smithereens
My heart,
    In shambles
How do I pick myself back up?
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     Fawn
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