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Dec 2013
Today I let the sun wake me up,
it's soft caress warm upon my face.
It was the last dawn of the year,
and I was still trying to find my way,
but looking out at all the happiness,
I searched for so urgently,
I fell into ease,
because I realized
all I was searching for,
was me.
Abaigeal Skye
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Abaigeal Skye
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