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Dec 2014
Breathlessly we fall into a spiral of confusion
Pieces of hope slowly waving into the darkness
So many pieces.
Your truth, your light
It's gone now.
Bare fists beating on the walls of red
But I don't feel it beating any more.
Love is lost and the ***** isn't coming back
The illness is settling in.
Katie Elliott
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Katie Elliott  High Springs
(High Springs)   
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   Andrew McElroy
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