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Nov 2014
If I could build another Babel,
A tower extending past the dawn,
I'd build and build til no longer able,
And all my words were gone,
All to glance at your sweet smile
To cherish as down I fall
Break my bones crashing through earth's wilds
Broken and happy and all
My grandma died a couple of years ago, and I still miss her more than you could imagine. No matter what happened she always made me feel loved and I miss that and I miss her
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