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Feb 2019
All I could see,
was a fine silver
it was so quick,
but my heart was
even faster,
for this silver
it could not outrun
me in this race
But, sadly I could
not replace me for you
as my regret
falls with your
leftover tears, reflecting
back at me
Jenna
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Jenna  18/F
(18/F)   
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