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Nov 2013
I
           can’t
                 help  
              but  
                   sip this
                  tea
           and
      stir
     through          
   the                    
    memories    
                       and      
                       blow
        softly
at        
the            
steam          
that        
    purposely
           ignores
                       me
             as it
   floats    
up        
into          
infinity.
Kaylyn
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Kaylyn
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