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Oct 2014
even though the air wasn’t real,
you made it feel as if I was breathing.

you left words that felt like glass,
but they were plastic.

I still wonder why would you make me feel
like gold,
when for you I was just something
that  shined.
brenda
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brenda  mx
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   -a, Bloom and Rose
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