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May 2014
It is hard to understand
I cant really explain why
The storm is gone
but the image is still there
The fire is turned out
but the scars are still in pain
I didn't drown but I still cant breath
That's what it does,
it doesn't destroy you
and it stops
but it leaves the memory
The way I see it
Its over
so I HAVE to let go of the past
and let the memory
The voice
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The voice  Wisconsin
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       Caitlin and Timothy
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