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3d
every minute of every day
I keep looking
over my shoulder,
wondering if today's the day,
you're going to say
goodbye.

goodbye.
door shut, don't even try.
and as I keep chasing
down the shadow,
I lose who I am
even to try, again.
Written by
Bekah Halle  43/F/Australia
(43/F/Australia)   
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     erin and Bekah Halle
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