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Aug 2013
I feel as if this is my last hurrah,
which is exhausting, but a relief.
A huffing breath after crying.

Everything I know is falling into place.
Yet the sadness stays.
And that is how I know I will never change,
and that this is goodbye.

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   Kenya Mora
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