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Oct 13
There's a precipice I reach
Everyrime you cross my mind
Like a beckoning to be happy
But I'm not sure what lies at the bottom
Of this coaxing cliff
So I don't think I'll get any closer
Unless my heart pushes me over the edge
Which I fear it might do
Rochel
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Rochel  15/F/STL
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