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Sep 21
So, what happens now?
Now that it is all over.
Is there hope for us yet?
Yet? It is plain to see.
See that it is not so. It is not so.
So, what happens now? Now that it is all over.
I can't remember why I wrote this... it's strange to think that something once so important means so little in the grand scheme.
Emma Kate
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Emma Kate  27/F/South Africa
(27/F/South Africa)   
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