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May 2013
The situation proved unsatisfactory.
The moment I opened my mouth,
I knew I couldn't give her what she wanted.
The silence sought began to seep from my fingers,
And the glow of her face began to fade.

She's tired.
Anastasia M
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Anastasia M  Dallas, TX
(Dallas, TX)   
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