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Jan 2011
I do confess

I’d love to know

If there was something felt.

Was there any passion?

Maybe a bit of rage?

Was it the best,

Or was it the worse?

Fear?

Or better yet, hope?

Perhaps nothing at all…
Written by
Zambra Gutierrez
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