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Jan 2014
I know how it feels to be burned
To watch all of your dreams turn to ashes
To ashes
We all fall down...
Now stand up
Wipe off the remnants
Mend the burns from ugly things that were
And breathe in
The fresh, new air
The fire doesn't last forever
*jm
Julia
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Julia
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