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Apr 2019
Walking down this twisted path with no sunshine up ahead.
I broke my spine when you were mine, but now the dread is such a threat.
If only I could see clearly and live life just for me.
I don’t know what I’ll find but I’m drifting farther from my mind.
So as the sun shines bright to fight away your fears,and the moon illuminates to give you company. I guess even if I get myself back I’ll still be a wilted flower. Trying to be strong. Trying to get things right. And trying to win this fight, only to be the person I wish I could become.
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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