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Oct 2014
The smiles mean nothing.
They are only pain.
Who do they benefit?
..the ones who don't know?
A buried heart will never see the light,
But the rain pours harsh on the open ground.
This is a tad old, but mediocre nonetheless.
Mikaelyn White
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Mikaelyn White  In a city that once WAS
(In a city that once WAS)   
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