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Nov 2013
Do you find it a curse to love me?
Feels like a burdened mule struggling up that hill again,
Layers of baggage, weight like stones.
I try to drop it; yearn for a better me.

Either leave me be or release this baggage,
Please.
Anastasia M
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Anastasia M  Dallas, TX
(Dallas, TX)   
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