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Sep 2014
Im treading in water fully clothed not heavy enough to withstand the weight.counting sheep with my eyes wide open. sometimes I stare into space until tears began to fall to feel something.anything.I'm wondering without a place to call home. searching under the beds to find the missing key. the reason to this whole thing called life.
Yvette
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Yvette  Philly
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