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Nov 2014
Tomorrow came and went
without warning
or compromise
and we aged
without knowledge.

Yesterday
was 9 years ago;
nearly a decade behind us
and we run towards the wind,
no inclination of stopping,
no regard
for the realities ahead of us.

Let's age into the infinite
without guilt or remorse,
without a full realization
of how far we've come.
Stephanie
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Stephanie  33/F/Canada
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