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Jul 2013
In the end, what's the harm in a dream that won't come true
If it keeps you warm at night?
The years will pass and you'll think
"maybe tomorrow"
Until suddenly there are no more tomorrows,
And you no longer have the breath or the mind
To realize that your dream never happened after all.

That's what my plan is, anyway.
Mikaila
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     Mikaila, jo, KEC and Briana4545
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