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Each year,
my skeletal frame...
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It was a deafening silence that
invaded the room as the last of her...
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Fridays, 2pm: Therapeutic Interventions with...
In the midst of lecture, she catches my eye from...
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I often lie awake at night
my thoughts carry me where I came from...
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I know there is nothing left
Stayed together and tried our best...
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I fear not death, but death without rebirth;
For how I'll doubly miss the southern spring...
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Fading.
The setting sun...
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It's a darkness
It's a void...
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I pass them everyday
heroes of nature...
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Far from home
so alone...
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She has given up and lost the will
Keeps climbing up an endless hill...
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No news is good news
apart from the car garage...