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May 2014
This summer tide had tears, just like any evening
Tears streaking her cheeks, the beasts are here to take her
Beaming up to greet them, she took the blade.
Conquered again she’s falling apart, oh who’s to blame
It’s not easy being Mia’s companion, with Ana as her sister.
The beasts are laughing as she befriends the white walls.
The whirling swish of the water becomes the music to her ears.
In too deep, no one can save her.

- a.l.
Anne
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