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Mar 2014
Soon there will be nothing left of this
soon all your games will have come to an end

*And I'll be happy
then I will smile
I will never think of what
you did to me
after awhile
I will forget about everything
I'll live my life abundantly
Then everyone will finally see
Me the way I want to be
and I will be happy
Renae
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Renae  F
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