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Mar 2014
I've retraced this so many times,
thinking it will turn out
something new.
These choices aren't mistakes,
they are consequences
I choose.
I'm cornered by you.
See I can't decide
to wait or flee,
Stretching and spreading
with such little faith in me.
I used to write about sadness.
Whatever was
in the depths of me.
Now I cannot think of words,
Without asking
what they even mean.
Hannah Claire Miller
Written by
Hannah Claire Miller  san jose, CA
(san jose, CA)   
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