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Apr 2013
I wonder when Jenga became a metaphor for my life
Piece by piece,
I am being stripped away
Just so I can keep playing this game
One by one,
They are taken
Leaving me off-balance and unfocused
I wonder how long I can keep going
*Before I fall
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Ashly Aguilar
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Ashly Aguilar
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