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Dec 2014
Still** is the Earth as I walk down
the narrow path. I know the
days are short but I still
continue through my journey,
on and on I go
without rest,
my heart feels weak and without my
recognition the world. goes. dark.
Erin Lee
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Erin Lee  United States
(United States)   
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