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Oct 2014
Things were said,
feelings were forgotten.
I went to bed exhausted.

Yesterday was one of the days that I'll try to refrain from my memory.

I can't tell you much about tomorrow.

I can't tell you what parts of me died when the last glimpse of the sun reached the horizon.

But, today I woke up like a second chance.
Written by
Chelsea R Mack  Florida.
(Florida.)   
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