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Jun 2013
Knowing that I will not know,
feeling what I should not feel,
hoping for a dream long gone,
grasping on to a phantom limb,
moving because it is obligatory,
happy out of force and protectiveness,
days drag because they choose,
tomorrow is another thing to loose.
Leara Juarnoct
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