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Mar 2014
happiness
lingers in the crevices
of my brain
longing for a
chance to breathe
and to grow
but the thoughts
that overcame the
happiness
in the first place
are too dark
and resemble
the ever so cliche
black hole
******* up all the
light
leaving few traces-
just enough
to keep
the memory of true happiness
present
and the pure darkness
alive
furies
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furies  19/F
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     Chalsey Wilder, furies, M and celestial
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