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May 2013
Claw.
I cannot help but feel I've failed in some way.
That the hope I gave, was not there to stay.
In something so small and fragile.
Is a thought so large and agile.

But I suppose I need to stop.
Ayeglasses
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Ayeglasses  Seattle Born/São Paulo
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