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May 2021
In my final hours
I acknowledge
there is nothing
more that I can say,
nothing more
that I can do

I can never be
what you need of me
without dying a little
on the inside
day by day
until I'm gone forever
Samara
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Samara  28/F/Texas
(28/F/Texas)   
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