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May 2013
when will it be my turn
to live without concern
i'm tired
exhausted of staring at the bright blue
lifeline
strung down my left arm

when will it begin
my smile natural
iā€™m tired
engaged in the depths of my mind
failures
are evident on my skin
Jessie
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Jessie
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