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Nov 2014
Maybe we're meant to deteriorate
Break apart and wash away.
All we are, and all we'll be is a story anyways.
And when that story is no longer told
We'll just be a name on a piece of rock,
Left underground to rot and deteriorate
Just like we were always meant to do.
Hayley Coleman
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Hayley Coleman  MA
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