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Apr 2014
Burn your bridges to the ground
Until the day you look around
And see you've bridged the gap
Between your momma's lap
And adulthood and see the people you hated
Have all been abated
Because you are the strongest
For surviving the longest
Nights when you cried
And your soul almost died
Without having the chance
Of taking a stance
Against everyone who put you down.
Summer Kurtz
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Summer Kurtz  Statesboro, GA
(Statesboro, GA)   
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