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Mar 2013
We danced that exhausting tango.
That tango of lies.
Wrapped up in deceit, spinning in ecstasy.
My feet no longer able to bear the weight.
I crumbled with the belief that you would be there to catch me.

Was I ever wrong.
Anna-Lynn
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Anna-Lynn  Prince Edward Island
(Prince Edward Island)   
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