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May 05, 2005 05:14

I Love You Stay Sweet And Strong For Me. My Steps Alone Remind Me Of Our Dance. The Stirs In My Sleep I Imagine Your Peaceful Resting Eyes. The Cool Spring Breeze In The Sun Burns The Fact That I See What Could Be But Am Left With My Arms Folded Against My Chest.

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anonymous May 9 2005, 17:51:21 UTC
i struggle to breathe, i cry out from the deepest parts of me....i run this race, not knowing the pace....memories continuously stab me, and i walk on carrying bags of uncertainty

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